Bats

Frameshift

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