So scatter-brained, after the search of a lifetime Chatterboxes fall asleep at the right time I have to ask, what does it take For us to make sense of these hieroglyphs Somebody planted a packet of seeds in the tar pits I'm happy for you, I knew you pull through The point of no return, uh oh, uh oh We were perfectly still, in a storm that's once in a lifetime Took a step back, and opened my eyes for the first time Everything that might've been, is fading out and wearing thin All shifting red, in the color blindness of hindsight I'm happy for you, if you're happy too So let me know, while your instincts still move you As light passes through you, into a golden age