She walks a lonely road Drifting through the random postal codes The laughter hides the pain Embalmed beneath a mask of cellophane Well alright alright A little free lucidity and the lights will shine Into the darkness of her mind Sometimes the words alight Hibernating embers in her mind Sleepy molecules of pain, drifting through her idle veins Hides behind a mask of cellophane Well alright alright A little free lucidity and the lights will shine Into the darkness of her mind A little free lucidity and the lights will shine Into the darkness of her mind