She comes through different eyesUnder yesterday's green-colored skiesStrange, though, I feelThat these things I have seen have seemed realJuly days became my only guideAnd Bruce unfolded wings so it could flyThen come through with different eyesMix our blood with the sound of the skiesStrange that I feelThat these things I have seen have seemed realA tower room became an open rainAnd you were like a voice inside my veins"When you decide to get high, let's head where spring collidesThat secret day will show me something secret in your eyesYou joined us at the lake when the rest were getting weirdThen I looked out my window and your car just disappearedWe really need your backingThe Black Parade's attacking"
