In my room I wonder why
I am bare and hollow.
With my eyes I look for light,
And I try to follow.
In the wind my words appear,
To unfold their meaning.
Will they voice the things I fear,
Or will they think I'm dreaming?
Am I illuminated?
Am I as bright as a street light?
Is this an illuminated dream?
Am I illuminated?
Am I as bright in the dark night?
Is this an illuminated dream?
In my room I search my self,
But the truth is fear.
Suddenly and everywhere,
It is you I'm seeing.
And I can feel you oh so near,
Will we find our meaning.
Am I illuminated?
Am I as bright as a street light?
Is this an illuminated dream?
Are we illuminated?
Are we as bright in the dark night?
Is this an illuminated dream?
I know this moment,
Plays out cinematically.
Reeling, Reeling,
I know I shout,
Too enthusiastically.
Screaming, Screaming, Screaming.
Are we illuminated?
Are we as bright as a street light?
Is this an illuminated dream?
Are we illuminated?
Are we as bright in the dark night?
Is this an illuminated dream?
