"Stay close to that white dot", he said
"When you're in the blackness-do you know what that white dot is?"
"It's hope," he said, "When you're in the white"
"You must do everything you can not to go into the hole"
The picture of the yin yang he drew
Like the one on my necklace
It was a gift from a wise person
I'll never forget his words from that day
Then the hospital closed
And I walked away with a memory
Spiraling into the precipitation
Depression feels so wrong
I'm a high-strung, low pressure system
When it rains, the tears never end
Where's the fail-safe?
This weather machine, weather machine
This weather machine, weather machine is broken (Now I have found my bliss)
Weather machine, weather machine is broken (A sensation in the mist)
Weather machine, weather machine is broken (Not on my hard drive)
This weather machine, weather machine is broken (Blasting down the freeway)
Weather machine, weather machine is broken (I feel like I'm seventeen)
Weather machine, weather machine is broken (But a better kind of that past version of me)
'Cause it matters where you come from
Your perspective is the big reveal
It tells a lot about you
The tricks lie in the deal, the tricks lie in the deal
The tricks lie in the deal
The tricks lie in the deal
Where's the fail-safe?
Could there be a hopeful sun?
If it's irreversible
Wonder how it all came to be
From the shape of who I was
To a cubby in the sand
I wanted to change my life
By playing Superman
I left Carolina
I lost my faith in God
But thankfully, for my friend, I had
A little white dot
"Stay close to that white dot", he said
"When you're in the blackness-do you know what that white dot is?"
"It's hope," he said, "When you're in the white"
"You must do everything, everything"