She comes through different eyes Under yesterday's green-colored skies Strange, though, I feel That these things I have seen have seemed real July days became my only guide And Bruce unfolded wings so it could fly Then come through with different eyes Mix our blood with the sound of the skies Strange that I feel That these things I have seen have seemed real A tower room became an open rain And you were like a voice inside my veins "When you decide to get high, let's head where spring collides That secret day will show me something secret in your eyes You joined us at the lake when the rest were getting weird Then I looked out my window and your car just disappeared We really need your backing The Black Parade's attacking"