Party In the Dark

I see everything

All their suffering

Tiny vehicles

Space-age miracles

All our hearts were sore

No fight left in this war

Before the ghosts will chase

All those that rearrange

I, taken from those spirals be both kind

Hungry for another piece of mind

Silent and inpatient without time

Directionless and innocent

What are yours to keep?

Definition three

Unkind and alone

End of the idea

I, taken from those spirals be both kind

Hungry for another piece of mind

Silent and inpatient without time

Directionless and innocent

I, taken from those spirals be both kind

Hungry for another piece of mind

Silent and inpatient without time

Directionless and innocent