[Intro] (Slow, deep phase-shifting effect sweeping across lush, sustained synth pads. It should feel like sinking underwater.) (Sound of a deep, echoing exhale) (Drums enter slowly, heavy with phaser effect, sounding distant and watery) [Verse 1] (Vocals are soft, breathy, and panoramic—floating above the mix) The concrete sky begins to crack. Trading the gray for neon black. I close my eyes and pull the lever down. Escaping from this static town. Gravity is just a suggestion now. I’m floating past the here and now. [Chorus] (Music swells, becoming huge and expansive. A vibrant, shimmering lead synth melody enters.) Lucid Dreaming. I’m the architect of this design. Where the impossible is benign. I’m taking back the control I lost. No matter what the waking cost. It’s technicolor triage for the mind. [Verse 2] Walking through walls of velvet sound. Where the forgotten things are found. I see the faces that I used to know. Blooming in a garden row. Time is melting like Dali’s clocks. Breaking the combination locks. [Bridge] (The music gets denser, more chaotic psychedelic swirling. The "Motorik" beat from earlier songs briefly threatens to return but is washed away by synth noise.) (Vocals become more urgent, layered with harmonies) The real world is calling on the telephone. Ringing in an empty zone. Because nobody is home. I am not home. [ Guitar / Synth Solo] (A heavily effected, fuzz-drenched solo that sounds like it's spiraling upwards) [Outro] (The beat slows down, everything feels weightless) Don't wake me up. (Heavy echo: Wake me up... wake me up...) I prefer it here. (Heavy echo: prefer it here... prefer it here...) (Fade out on swirling, phasing noise)
