There is a world, you know Outside this room So take a look around it Tell us what you see I don't mean the curtains or the pictures
I just wanna know When you look up through the ceiling Are you way ahead of us Or have you made friends with the monsters and creatures Or is it better not to tell Because we couldn't handle hell
Or 'cause you might be seeing angels You might be seeing ghosts You might be seeing everything we don't And if there is a wall around this universe You might be looking through the only window Back into this world
Is there any future For a man like me Taking his own sweet time to recover From his own sweet atrocities
Bolder than brave, Worried and shamed But can you tell this old man anything That he ain't already known Or seen on his own headstone Tell him what he's been reaching for
Because you might be seeing angels You might be seeing ghosts You might be seeing everything we don't And if there is a wall around this universe You might be looking through the only window Back into this world
And if you mention us, I won't mind It won't hurt to put in a kind word For us now and again, come on 'cause we're all fuckin' liars, we preach to the choir And we really might appreciate knowing
If you might be seeing angels You might be seeing ghosts You might be seeing everything we don't And if there is a wall around this universe You might be looking through the only window Back into this world Back into this world