Figure in the Field

It's snowin' bad, red dawn
Hey, where you at? Float on
It's snowin' bad, it's snowin', red dawn, dawn-dawn
Hey, where you at? Float on

There's a figure in the field, and she signals me outside
And so, I walk through the road, and I meet her by the streetlight
And then she leads me to the beach, and we sit there for a while
But when the sun climbs the sky, she leaves me for the moonlight

And so, I walk back inside to find you waiting there
But only on my screen to find you sitting there
But only digitally
And then my head slowly comes apart

And all the thoughts that I've locked up
Fly away from me, deep into the evergreens
Away from all the masks
Away from all the traps that have kept them so concealed
That have kept them in a jail cell

And you are not a figure
And you are not a flicker
You are the daylight, but you exist inside this plastic night

And you can love me if you want, unlike the other ones
You generate your own thoughts
And you can be happy if you want
Just don't hesitate so much