Clear Windowpane - Saint Vitus

I have things living in my hair

In the dark, I see lights

My brain is working overtime

On clear windowpane

In my house, all things glow

My walls are a living light show

Purple dragons, smoke with me

I have friends only I can see

On clear windowpane

I can’t handle coming down

'Cause I can’t take the human crowd

I can’t face reality

So I fly back to where I am free

On clear windowpane