    
[FBI Special Agent Phillip Jeffries descends into total insanity as he traverses through different dimensions from the Black Lodge
David Bowie, early 1990s
Ghost Left Behind]

[Prologue]
Red rivers running backwards through the stairs
Muffled voices flicker out of thin air
Broken badges balancing on faded hands
I step sideways, the hallway expands

Clock faces melting over velvet floors
Paper trails dissolving behind locked doors
Questions collapsing as patterns align
Surname twisting out of the straight blue line

[Verse 1]
Elevators rise, then sink into black
Numbers spinning, time bends and cracks
Tape reels stutter, I’m split in the maze
Shadows whisper, dissolving my face

Ceilings dripping with flickering light
Rules rewritten, nothing feels right
One-sided mirror, I stare through the glass
Can’t tell the future from visions that passed

[Pre-Chorus]
Patterns breaking out of line
Lost coordinates, undefined

[Chorus]
I slip between the wires in my mind
Fingers trembling, losing all design
I watch myself from a room with no time
Am I Phillip or a ghost left behind

[Verse 1]
Elevators rise, then sink into black
Numbers spinning, time bends and cracks
Tape reels stutter, I’m split in the maze
Shadows whisper, dissolving my face

Ceilings dripping with flickering light
Rules rewritten, nothing feels right
One-sided mirror, I stare through the glass
Can’t tell the future from visions that passed

[Pre-Chorus]
Patterns breaking out of line
Lost coordinates, undefined

[Chorus]
I slip between the wires in my mind
Fingers trembling, losing all design
I watch myself from a room with no time
Am I Phillip or a ghost left behind

[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round, spinning through
Oh, oh, lost view

[Verse 2]
Doors without walls keep shifting their forms
Red curtains grin in impossible storms
Symbols spinning, they're painting my sins
I don’t know which dream this begins

[Pre-Chorus]
Coded faces, I can’t name
Numbers flicker, nothing’s the same

[Chorus]
I slip between the wires in my mind
Fingers trembling, losing all design
I watch myself from a room with no time
Am I Phillip or a ghost left behind

[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round, spinning through
Oh, oh, lost view

[Bridge]
Static languages burn on the wall
I can’t remember the sound of the call
Shadows flicker, I fade into blur
Every echo just another slur

[Verse 3]
Silver machines humming out my name
Loops and riddles, none come out the same
Glass and mercury, rising above
Is this terror or twisted love

[Chorus]
I slip between the wires in my mind
Fingers trembling, losing all design
I watch myself from a room with no time
Am I Phillip or a ghost left behind

[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round, spinning through
Oh, oh, lost view

[Outro]
Hallways spiral, faces made of smoke
Cracking mirrors, another voice spoke
Memory flickers, I’m just out of phase
Caught forever in infinite maze

Falling further, threads start to unwind
My name dissolves, there’s nothing defined
Laughter flicks on an endless reel
Didn’t know what was false or real

[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round, spinning through
Oh, oh, lost view

[Coda]
Wires tangle in electric bloom
Lost in fever, rewinding the room
Maps collapse under footprints erased
Fragments drifting in fever and haste

[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round, spinning through
Oh, oh, lost view

Shadow hours, impulse divide
Names erased on the other side
No more signals, no more lines
Phillip fades between the signs

[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round, spinning through
Oh, oh, lost view