Born from a modern tragedy, Few cannot relate
Sought for her own rainbow Gallery, gathered from chipped Paint
She was traveling, not alone
With new mind pioneers
After one fire had settled out
A new one then grows near
Inside
She wears ambour sunglasses So we cannot disrupt her Dreams
Sails through the hours as fast As they appear while she heads Upstream
Sail into every corner of Infinite space
Sitting with pulsating orbs While spiraling in waves
With each breath, you see her Past die
As new moments are fed
Projects auras of every colour
But her vision stays red
Inside
She wears ambour sunglasses So we cannot disrupt her Dreams
Sails through the hours as fast As they appear while she heads Upstream