Don't Follow the Lights

Under the vault of heaven Slumbering blossoms sway Turn your gaze upon them And feel your mind decay Flocks beyond description Encryption in their wings When their throats begin to croak The Neuromancer sings Chorus: Don't follow the lights Unsettling scene Don't follow the lights They are not what they seem Wild flowers surround us Encircled in shimmering light Fields of mystification Oh they overthrow our minds Mystic apparitions Visions of delight Distant voices calling 'Til sirens split the night Thy own form: dark and formless In a game that plays you Absence is the only move There are only two dimensions here Just turn sideways to disappear Thy own form: dark and formless Downward spiral descending To the nethermost deep Skittering shallows unending The Neuromancer's keep