Collapsing Pretty Sky

It gets so crazy here sometimes
Colder on the inside
Still warmer than you'd ever expect sometime
And if only you'd react then
Then it could be nearly fine
Gets so crazy here sometime
At the tooth's skin of my mind

And you never really join me
Collapsing pretty sky
Electric line, oh live, live toasted wire
You never really came
You never really cared
Standing closer to the all-consuming fire

It gets so lazy here sometimes
Brighter on the dark side
Still darker than you'd ever predict sometime
And if only you'd suspend it
The trip could be so fine
Gets so lazy here sometime
At the tooth's skin of my mind

It gets so hazy here sometimes
Lighter on the heavy side
Still heavier than your narcoleptic bummer
Anything goes fine round here
Everyone’s a saint for years
Sitting lonely, watching passing summers

And if only you'd stop using
All my pictures for yourself
Your legs and the sweet
Sleep of phony hands
Confusing the battle with another compliment
Then maybe I could feel your scent
Hazy here sometimes
In eternal discontent
Of vanishing airlines
In Bermuda pour out gaze