In the dark of night a shadow flying
Far above our range can't hear them cryingWhen the dawn approaches
They're headed to their home
Sleep through the day
To then awake at sunsetThey may not see
But they can hear in color
Paint a sonic picture in their heads
So they can surviveEyes never seemed to be an option
Left completely blind to hunt in darknessTheir world it has no light
And they don't need it
An image made of sound
To hear aroundThey 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 seeUse a different wave
See another wayThey 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 seeThey 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