In the ther, in the ether's air Would you be there? Would you be my friend? In the morning, in the morning rain In the binary, of a data stream On an airplane On a radio All around me In the Ether's flow Under an orange sun, under the sweet spell Running from what I've become oh... What am I running from Oh what am I running from...? You can't take a photograph of it at night It lives in the code of a firefly buzzing It vibrates through brickwalls, keeping their time It cuddles the creeping chaos coming I see it more clearly than ever before I'm in it's invisible river aflowing Thought everything I've ever been through before Heads up, somethings really happening