There’s a picture in my head
Everywhere I turn
Tells its own story – put me to sleep
I never learn the end

I remember cracks of light
Making me lay upright
Breaking the silence – what’s going on?
I’ll will it away

My eyes have gone white
And I see brand new scenes
I won’t sit alone

There’s a picture – silhouette
Fading from my sight
A collage of frozen looks
Now overexposed
And turning black

My eyes have gone white
And I see brand new scenes

I won’t sit alone
In a theater of my own