Rusty records on the shelf from broken mirrors
The rusty old guitar I always used to play
Fading picture black and white One day forget I might,
don't wanna lose me yet
Like it was all in a dream disappearing from me,
swiftly
Slipping away I couldn't hold on tight
Maybe I'm not supposed to be in this reality
Softing in the air
Tell me why it's ambiguous
Ringing in my head, unknown but soothing melody
Looking through the blurry windows as I blink
Chromatic melancholy
Stacked up books of tales from old days
Somebody always used to read at night
Fading stories on my mind Scattered all around,
give me something clear
Like it was all in a dream disappearing from me,
swiftly
Slipping away I couldn't hold on tight
Maybe I'm not supposed to be in this reality
Searching everywhere Tell me why it's ambiguous
Ringing in my head, unknown but soothing melody
Looking through the blurry windows as I blink Chromatic melancholy
Tell me why it's ambiguous Hanging on a thread,
keeping intact so helplessly
Unintended,
never-ending,
quibbling Chromatic melancholy
Don't wanna go, can I stay a little longer?
It's ambiguous,
it's ambiguous
Curtain of light, she's bright, carry me home
It's ambiguous,
it's ambiguous
Ooooooo
It's ambiguous, it's ambiguous Ooooooo
It's ambiguous