

(oooooh) Fluorescent rivers run through a modern street
Where the dark outlines and the fast lanes meet
Grid-like rain falls cool on the glass As the spirits of tomorrow
slip into the past We are building castles out of static and
dust In a world made of silver,
in a world we can't trust
Welcome to the landscape of the mind
Leave the heavy weight of the earth behind
We are sailing on a sea of deepest blue
Where every single dream is a different hue
Close your eyes and see the stars align In the wild imagination
of mine (imagination
of mine)
Floating islands hanging up in the air
With waterfalls of music tumbling down somewhere
Clockwork birds with feathers made of gold
Singing ancient stories that have never been told There’s a quiet magic
in the way that it glows Where the deeper you travel,
the further it grows
Welcome to the landscape of the mind Leave the heavy weight of
the earth behind
We are sailing on a sea of deepest blue
Where every single dream is a different hue
Close your eyes and see the stars align In the wild imagination
of mine
(of mine)
Just a spark in the night,
then it fades away Holding onto tomorrow in the shift of today
Fade to black, let the numbers rewind...
Inside the landscape of the mind