In the ther, in the ether's air
Would you be there? Would you be my friend?
In the morning, in the morning rain
In the binary, of a data stream

On an airplane
On a radio
All around me
In the Ether's flow

Under an orange sun, under the sweet spell
Running from what I've become oh...
What am I running from
Oh what am I running from...?

You can't take a photograph of it at night
It lives in the code of a firefly buzzing
It vibrates through brickwalls, keeping their time
It cuddles the creeping chaos coming
I see it more clearly than ever before
I'm in it's invisible river aflowing
Thought everything I've ever been through before
Heads up, somethings really happening