oblique - Enter The Collector

You've already walked through me
But you didn't even know
I let you see my pain
But there's no way to show
Through me
Through me
Through me
Blind light a little light is shining through
Blind light a little light is shining through
Blind light a little light is shining through
Blind light a little light is shining through
It speaks to you in all shapes and hues
It speaks to you in all shapes and hues
It speaks to you in all shapes and hues
It speaks to you in all shapes and hues
And takes form in the place you once knew to be empty
And takes form in the place you once knew to be empty
And takes form in the place you once knew to be empty
And takes form in the place you once knew to be empty
No visible signs of tears
No slain or hidden fears
To have these things
You must be alive
Something real
Something solid
More than hoped for contrived
I wanna tell you who I am
But there's no substance at all
No touch to dial the phone
And no voice to make the call
I'm just an unvisible man
No not even that
How can I be a man
There's no spine in my back
So if you're alone
Then you hear a whisper
Then chills run up the back
Of your neck your neck
Then you'll begin to shiver
Just turn your head and wait
Anticipate it
You won't hear the strained phone calls again
Imagine it
Imagine it
Imagine it