[Verse 1] A pale light trembles through the glass, A silver thread beneath the blue, Something moves behind the silence, Like a thought that wasn't mine. One small fracture turns to many, Softly spreading out of sight, Colors spill beyond their borders, Day dissolves into the night. [Pre-Chorus] Scarlet flowers stain the skyline, Distant warnings breathe and fade, Every doorway opens inward To another world half-made. [Chorus] Dream virus, drifting through the picture, Dream virus, flowering in my sleep, Every face becomes a shadow, Every surface hides a depth. I keep reaching through the shimmer, Trying to remember why, But the further that I follow, The less that voice still sounds like mine. [Verse 2] Faces scatter into pieces, Words return with altered shapes, Yesterday comes back in echoes, Wearing someone else's face. Morning hangs behind a curtain, Hands feel distant when they touch, If a memory changes colors, Was it ever mine at all? [Pre-Chorus] White turns black and black turns silver, Every answer grows a twin, Truth appears inside a mirror, Then another waits within. [Chorus] Dream virus, drifting through the picture, Dream virus, flowering in my sleep, Every face becomes a shadow, Every surface hides a depth. I keep reaching through the shimmer, Trying to remember why, But the further that I follow, The less that voice still sounds like mine. [Bridge] Maybe waking was the dreaming, Maybe sleep was something true, Maybe every wall around me Only learned to look like home. If I peel away the daylight, Will another heaven show? Or another painted distance Made from things I used to know? [Final Chorus] Dream virus, pouring through the skyline, Dream virus, washing out the view, Every shadow feels familiar, Every stranger almost true. There is nowhere left to follow, No horizon left to name, Every answer breaks like water When I try to hold its shape. [Ending] A sky I cannot call a dream, A world I cannot call awake, A truth that wears the face of fiction, A lie too beautiful to break. Somewhere between what was and wasn't, Between the false and something true, I've been thrown into a world where every side looks back at me. And I no longer know which one I fell into.
