here i sit contemplating what shape to shift i see so clear when im closest to a suns tear these colors they come to me some im sure youve never seen well our eyes arent the same yours are trained mine were freed by something supernatural and im just a fly on the wall understand i am a twice born man second times a charm to feel the grip of spaces endless arm these colors they come to me some im sure youve never seen well our eyes arent the same yours are trained mine were freed by something supernatural and im just a fly on the wall its something supernatural you beg you take you steal from me you love you hate you scream at me  these colors they come to me some im sure that youve never seen well our eyes arent the same yours are trained mine were freed by something supernatural and im just a fly on the wall its something supernatural