[Verse] It's strange to be seen and not heard Not sensing my absurd Dead with no sense of rest [Verse] Where would I have gone? Green and red in my sabbatical In what state was I To be in sorrow's search [Chorus] Why is a ghost's gaze curious? If it meant nothing to me How hollow is a ghost's soul If it meant something to you [Verse] I can't begin to understand your enlightenment Let alone understand myself A curious quagmire if I do say [Verse] I dreamt of me in a purple amethyst Aptly named Something akin to a sky In either fate I could rest happily [Bridge] Do you think so? Are you understanding? And you'd rather me be blue I'd rather be with you
