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Icy cold wind climbs up your spine
You must find all the bugs on your mind
Cause a supernatural feeling binds
The spirit, not a ghostly vision
This isn’t science fiction
It’s the law of conservation of energy
Synergy with the parts of your brain we use rarely
Yet we are left to intercept the waves of the dead
To decipher the reason we live with a thick head
You said, I don’t believe in werewolves
As the beast of bray road rips off your ear lobe
Feeds it to its ego, oh shit, is that Vigo?
Or maybe a giant Sloar, you can’t run from the lore
That the paranormal leaves at your front door
So pack your bags and run and hide
You can’t escape the supernatural slide
All that have tried were left bitten, loss of pride
As the worlds collide

Remember that there are nice, decent. Honest people
Ones that you call your friends but others lurk, creepers
The evil ones who lie and cheat and steal
So when a person dies, the law of conservation of energy still complies
Since it clearly states the person’s essence is not lost, it simply escapes
And floats around, mixing and matching into our escapades
When you feel angry, did you ever think that an evil spirit
Was trying to possess, maybe the screams you make
Were really just attempts to take your body as a host
A possession for his greed and unloving gestures
And the maybe when you smile, a loved one
Really just passed through like warmth from the sun
Maybe the shiver was really a hug
And maybe we are never alone
By the way, with the rules on matter and mass and energy
Wouldn’t the end of the universe simply be
The end of the theory. I believe there is no such thing.
It will forever breed paranormal, supernatural happenings
As it expands into a new oblivion.

I came across a strange scene in a dream I had
Or at least I think it was a dream
But standing in a white room was a group of people I knew to be deceased
Some artists, some musicians, some family, some friends, some just dressed from another time
I stood there waiting for the first words to be uttered
And a sweet girl looked my way
She walked over, my mind a flutter
The room glistened despite an absence of sunlight
Like I was inside a fluorescent bulb
But the room wasn’t white like the heaven in many myths
It was white like the rays from the ideas we get
You know what I mean
It was comforting but at the same time unsettling
The girl reached out for my hand and whispered in my ear.
“Who are you?,” she asked
I suddenly saw the white room turn into a forest with a stream
Then to a stage, then to my bedroom
Then to the thousands of parties I had been to
Hundreds of conversations, memories of interests I take for granted
I turned and caught her eyes, they sparkled like the Fourth of July
And I realized the answer was simple.
I opened my mouth and spoke the truth.
“Who am I? I am alive”

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from Supernatural, released October 13, 2012

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