there is a figure in the glass
she moves through the dark house
white candle visions flicker fast
uncover the unfound
leave everything that you have known
it must go
cut down the tree to plant the seed
all you need
and to your side, i will speed
a key turns inside another past
uncovers the unclear
ghost resin synapse fires fast
she knows she has been here
down to the place you've been before
there is more
slide like a spirit through the leaves
do you believe
there is truth to what you've seen?
down to the place you've been before
there is more
slide like a spirit through the leaves
do you believe
love is a light that can't be killed
so rebuild
never again to shed a tear
the coast is clear
in the dreamhouse, we are here