Climbn' glass staircases in the sand

Every step tunes the color of my hands

You are there wearin' yesterday’s moon

Saying “Wake up slow

We’re arrivin' too soon”

(or maybe not)

Ceiling grows teeth

Starts chewin' on the sky

Clocks bleed gold

Over birds that can't fly

You kissed my name

Right off of my face

Said

“You’re free

From the prison of your shape”

Is this a dream or a memory leakin'?

Pages on fire while the stars keep speakin'

You pull my mind through a keyhole door

Every time I think I’ve been here before

Dream storytellin'

You’re bending the plot

Changin' the ending

Then saying I’m lost

I don’t know what’s real anymore

Tell me the part where I wake up

(or maybe not)

[ guitars smear into a swirling

Pulsing drone ]

I fall through a hole

In the word “understand”

Land on a joke

I don’t get

You just laugh

“Close your eyes wider”

You whisper like smoke

“All of this nonsense

Is the truth you outgrew” (oh)

Is this a dream or a memory leakin'?

Pages on fire while the stars keep speakin'

You pull my mind through a keyhole door

Every time I think I’ve been here before

Dream storytellin'

You’re bending the plot

Changin' the ending

Then saying I’m lost

I don’t know what’s real anymore

Leave me right here in the dark

Until it stops.