Make it up as you go
Sepiatone
Turn down the lights
Lets shadowbox
Keeping good company
Some might say that it is a luxury
Cause you're never but always alone
Pareidolia
Pareidolia
Pareidolia
Blowing faces in the sand
Cowboys n cowgirls and aliens
There are men in disguise
You know the type the shady kind
It could be a king or a queen
Or is it a busy bee
Those ain't sunny skies
We've blurred the lines
It started below
Long ago
Now it is going to take its toll
And they'll be no more
No more
Pareidolia
Pareidolia
Pareidolia