When you leave the world behind. Lock the doors and turn the lights down. Whispers schemes resigned. And you haven't got the will. To try and fight. Do you see how it's your thoughts. Come conjuring?. Emotions show the world. You keep within. So weave the world a play. Such turns of fate. To let you have your way. Lest the only one betrayed. Will be standing center stage. A dream's a deed unsigned. A nameless ghost of yesterday defied. So the answers aren't streamlined. To open up before you pay to try. And it's all seen through your lenses. Coloring. The images you call. To give you wings. So weave the world a play. Such turns of fate. To let you have your way. Lest the only one betrayed. Will be standing center stage. Like a thread from a seam. Drawn away to reveal. That we all make this dream. And sometimes it feels so real. Do you see how it's your thoughts. Come conjuring?. Emotions show the world. You keep within. So weave the world a play. Such turns of fate. To let you have your way. Lest the only one betrayed. Will be standing center stage