There's a light that I've seen, it's gold and it's green in the sky.

And that's a thought that I've had in the back of my head, but now it's gone.

Oh woe. Oh woe.

There's millions of dream floating up through the trees every night.

But night turns to day and the sun melts them away every time.

Every time.

So I sit in my bed

in my house

on my street

in my town

and this my world.

Don't you try to be slick

or sneak into my door

cause I know you're out there

and I can hear you breathing.

I see that you came out of the gold and green in my thoughts

down through the trees

and you're gonna burn me all away.

But this is my world

it's faded and grey

it's folded and tattered

but this is my world

languid and lost and devoid of all meaning

but this is mine.

Yeah this is my world

faded and grey

folded and tattered, tattered

this is my world

languid and lost and devoid of all meaning

this is my world

this is mine.