Subtle hints of an anamoly
...birthing from a light in me.
You try to test me on my future here, while I'm finally writing history.
If you want to keep me in the dark,
You can tell me when the lights run out.
And if you have to make a fire start, you can tell me when the lights run out...
...we won't run out.
You can tell me when the lights run out...
How can someone else describe to me, a vision they didn't see?
Or will my dreaming fall in jeopardy, when I'm floating in this ecstasy?
'Cause you tell me I'm wrong, and I tell you I'm on my way...
...I'm on my way.
Don't try to burn all your opinions clear, when you're floating in the disarray.
If you want to keep me in the dark, you can tell me when the lights run out.
And if you have to make a fire start, you can tell me when the lights run out...
...we won't run out.
You can tell me when the lights run out.
And now I'm so removed, I'm so removed.
From living, breathing, being how you want me to- I'm so removed, I'm so removed...
From living, breathing, being how you want me to.
[Repeat]
You can try to put me in the dark, but you'll never see my light run out.
You can try to make a fire start, but you'll never see my light run out...
...we won't run out.
But you'll never see my light run out.
Now I'm so removed, I'm so removed, from living, breathing, being how you want me to.
I'm so removed, I'm so removed...