| Song | Phantom Treasure |
| Artist | Discover America |
| Album | Psychology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Why does your shape attract my eye? | |
| Is it the chemistry of our young bodies prodding us in such hot pursuit of a lie? | |
| We chase a quickly fading phantom. | |
| Treasure baby! | |
| If that is so, then one day it shall go. | |
| Disappearing as a layer of week-old melting snow. | |
| This human heart is never clear. | |
| It's half filled up with wonder, and the other half with fear. |