Synesthete Song - Conor Oberst, Conor Oberst And The Mystic Valley Band

Harbor Ann, take me as I am

A flame reduced to ash

Laugh as my youth is taken from me

Winter’s day, am I in your way?

You press against my skin

All the flowery speeches ended fast

Clinking glass

The champagne made my head feel light

And overcast the stars

Paper crane, tell me it’s OK

An opera glasses view

Kaleidoscope of now and never

Gaia’s love, schizophrenia

The devil’s in my coat

Mothership coming to pick me up

Just my luck

They got my house surrounded

I’m the only one I trust

The dark light of man

The dark let him in

Synesthete, can I confide in thee?

The color is the sound

The screams were orange

My footsteps silver

Secret plan, man, I’ll tell you if I can

The evils of this world are at your doorstep

Let me enter, friend, understand

We have come to the convergence

Now all the paths combine