As strange as it may seem
So dubious to believe
I've started seeing signs all around me
In ordinary things, these messages for me
In code so Morse it only confounds me
My eyes are playing tricks in horoscopic hints
New omens, right as rain, keep on pouring
But always out of reach like an underwater dream
That fades and you forget in the morning
These signs subliminal point the way
Like clues in Chinatown, from place to place
White seagulls in a line
Iridescent Northern Lights
Bright ordnance of armed angels landing
A sofa up in flames
Shapes dragging below the lake
Dark forms beyond my own understanding
Signs subliminal point the way
Like clues in Chinatown, from place to place
Signs subliminal in my mind
I've been sleepwalking all this time
Follow the signs
Try not to end up with a swollen eye
A scattered mind, a fallen sky
To me they're both the same
Both sleeping and awake
A light beyond and guiding me forward
I hold a set of keys delivered unto me
For opening of worlds dark and doorless