If you look real close
Cross the lines
Across the coast
On these roads
What you saw
Was, a ghost
A sparked echo
When you, come to the show
Wait for the part you love, the most
All of sudden
Hallucinations
Steady dream of an illusion
Could it be, a sign
A sign of revelations
In this closed space
Carry us, back to shore
Up the mountain's
And through the coast
Where the moon
Starts to glow
The stars, that we know
Full of beatified hopes