She comes through different eyes
Under yesterday's green-colored skies
Strange, though, I feel
That these things I have seen have seemed real
July days became my only guide
And Bruce unfolded wings so it could fly
Then come through with different eyes
Mix our blood with the sound of the skies
Strange that I feel
That these things I have seen have seemed real
A tower room became an open rain
And you were like a voice inside my veins
"When you decide to get high, let's head where spring collides
That secret day will show me something secret in your eyes
You joined us at the lake when the rest were getting weird
Then I looked out my window and your car just disappeared
We really need your backing
The Black Parade's attacking"
