Living Life In The Dark, I'm The Black Sheep Of The Family. The Spoiled Apple In The Tree, The Only One Who Will Live True To Me. With My Mind So Contrary, I Broke The Mold, I Want To Rise To See It All. Solve My Secrets, You Still Won't See, Me Just Waiting Patiently. Anxious For The World Around, Who Underestimate My Cloud. A Bolt Of Lightning Through The Sky, As I Become A Twinkle In Your Eye. Now You See Me, Now You Don't, But Will Always Have Me In A Memory. Between Your Neurons Firing Fast, I Becomes The Synapse That At-last, Causes New Found Memory, New Found Fame, New Found Fortune, A Whole New Game. Reality, Subconsciously, Is Silly Child's Play. For Loosing This, We Throw A Fit, And Are Buried At Or Graves. Living Life In The Dark Now Seemingly Looks So Strange, For Newly Found Colors Everywhere Light Up The Midnight Air. Transcending Forward Lucidly, I Look Back Never More. In One Direction I Will Go, And Take No One Who Makes Me Slow. For When I Get To Where I Want, Room For Two Will Be Impractical. The Starting Line From Which I Once Began, Now With The Finish Non-Existent.