We left, we came home
Found nothing at the wizardry show
Fake magic calls for shutting doors
And throwing up those curtains

You got a different view
I don't see the same
I'm not trying to complain

Perception is the rhythm of our world

Days gone by, black curtains
Hide the sunshine from my eyes
Take this time, paint a picture
With my bleeding colors

Days gone by, black curtains
Hang them when it gets too bright
Take this time, take the picture
For your bleeding memories

So long, tomorrow's gone now
Throw it up now, bring me your head now
You might be afraid of what you see
'Cause you might just find ineffability

You got a diff?rent view
And I don't see the sam?
I'm not trying to complain

Perception is the rhythm of our world

Days gone by, black curtains
Hide the sunshine from my eyes
Take this time, paint a picture
With my bleeding colors

Days gone by, black curtains
Hang them when it gets too bright
Take this time, take the picture now
Now show us your bleeding memories

Yeah, if you're coming
Let me know ahead of time
I will accommodate you well
Furnish you with your own colors

In your own way