Sub conscious thoughts drip onto paper Melting clocks and empty spaces Vacant planes, distorted faces What's not there Now comes to life What's not there now comes to life Promoting us to think twice These thoughts don't cross average minds Minds, minds Juxtaposing dreams and concepts Parallels and paradigms Crisp colours, these figures now come to life Life, they now have life We need to dig beneath the surface Need to bring out what's not there we What's not there What's not there! These surreal landscapes are there Locked away inside our minds But no one ever seems to think this way All rely on drugs to think this way Some put these thoughts on paper (The only way we can truly see) Some project these thoughts on screens (The only way we can truly see)