[Verse] Diane sits down confusion brews Pixel pieces in her view Clicking tapping daylight lost Mind entangled senses crossed [Verse 2] Puzzles shape shift on the screen Eyes get weary mind gets mean Drag and drop the pieces fall Fragments scatter through it all [Chorus] Oh Diane what's it mean Slaving over that blue screen Lost in puzzles digital land Grasping shadows slipping sand [Verse 3] Noon turns midnight echoes wear Solitude her subtle snare Endless pieces never whole Swallowed by the blackened hole [Bridge] Silent clocks and empty streets Diane's obsession never sleeps Fingers flying dead of night Chasing chaos in the light [Verse 4] Shapes and colors blur and blend Eyes are hollow there's no end Struggling in this lucid dream Dying embers dimly gleam
