There's patterns in the random

And the closer that you watch

The more you think you understand them

The more they'll imitate your thoughts

Whatever you'd like

That's exactly what you'll see

And it'll feel real nice

When there's reason to believe

(Mmm)

There's meaning in the madness

It's really for you to decide

If there is comfort in the chaos

It's not difficult to find

Whatever you feel

That's exactly what therе'll be

It can feel so real

Any fantasy

(Mmm, bom)

Therе are secrets in the snapping of the static

Which will prove whatever you desire

There are ghosts up living in the attic

Putting water out with fire

There are clues in the cracks along the concrete

There are answers in the whistling of the wind

I know I said there's nothing in the bushes

But that's where your imagination lives

Oh there's patterns in the random

If there's evil on your mind

And you try to understand them

It's the only thing you're ever gonna find

It's the only thing you're ever gonna find