Something familiar
 Caught in a smoke screen
 Locked in a mirror
 Swallowed the key
 Bound by a ceiling
 Inside an aviary filled with memories set free

 Buried the day glow
 Under the willow
 Mind's eye in shadow
 We saw the same ghost

 Tasting September
 Cinnamon cherry
 I can't remember
 What I can't see
 It's arbitrary
 At the will of chemicals that rule my sanity

 Buried the day glow
 Under the willow
 Mind’s eye in shadow
 We saw the same ghost

 Luminous eclipse superstitious static at night
 I've got my lucky penny, library book and planets aligned
 Like alchemy
 And I feel kaleidoscope premonitions fragmenting time
 And see a movie screen, a scene from a dream playing in rewind
 It's imaginary

 Buried the day glow
 Under the willow
 Mind's eye in shadow
 We saw the same ghost

 Wind becoming stone, blowing wishes from my eyelash
 Can all that I'm forgetting erase me