step one, step two, step I think we’re here now

take three, plan for oh just a little more

I’m standing in the middle… of a field of eyes

and all I hear is

crickets 

it says open invite, just open in sight, see my outside’s keeping me outside

a room full of souls, but they can’t see mine

they’ve got me wishing love were blind

I’m here hangin’ on the air so it feels like we’re in now

shake hands, make nice, but still I’ve gotta ask twice

I’m standing in the middle of a field of eyes…

candles like fireflies, and a hundred-thousand eyes

and all I hear is

static

I wonder, I wonder how the fire flies

when all I hear is

my heart it beats it

can’t catch my breath