Teksty: Frameshift. Bats.

In the dark of night a shadow flying

Far above our range can't hear them crying



When the dawn approaches

They're headed to their home

Sleep through the day

To then awake at sunset



They may not see

But they can hear in color

Paint a sonic picture in their heads

So they can survive



Eyes never seemed to be an option

Left completely blind to hunt in darkness



Their world it has no light

And they don't need it

An image made of sound

To hear around



They may not see

But they can hear in color


Paint a sonic picture in their heads

So they can survive

Experience with hearing eyes

Light is not the only way to see



Use a different wave

See another way



They may not see

But they can hear in color

Paint a sonic picture in their heads

So they can survive

Experience with hearing eyes

Light is not the only way to see



They may not see

But they can hear in color

Paint a sonic picture in their heads

So they can survive

Experience with hearing eyes

Light is not the only way to see