I look at the rainbow Walk inside I'll find you Over the thousand rivers There's a place for you The place for me Oh white lights But you will realize It's so tight Under working of paper sun Oh shining I'm telling you nothing well I shut in shell Oh Jesus I'm telling you nothing well I shut in shell Made of gentle wind A winter butterfly And flowers bring me back to shell Made of gentle sounds A winter butterfly And flowers bring me back Bring me back to shell Oh white lights But you will realize It's so tight Under working of paper sun Oh shining I'm telling you nothing well I shut in shell Oh Jesus I'm telling you nothing well I shut in shell Losing my attention Losing my attention Losing my attention I'm losing my attention Losing my attention Losing my attention