Celeste

I was sitting in a field of pine trees Coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt and I sought a muse, but the words just wouldn't come It's been a while since I saw you at New Year Holding your breath, your eyes upon the second hand The way you looked is still vivid to me You're something out of a dream Messing with my head And I've been looking for you Are you hiding? 'Cause I like the way you're calling to me Your spell upon me You're something out of a dream And I like it, though I fight it It took a while for the medicine to sink in Blow out the fog and remove all the cobwebs Now I'm clear, I can hear myself think straight I'm on the road with my clothes in a rucksack Over my shoulder following the whispers People ask me where I'm going in such haste And I say My girl's a switchblade A bright light on the cityscape Wherever she goes, I'm gonna chase You're something out of a dream Messing with my head And I've been looking for you Are you hiding? 'Cause I like the way you're calling to me Your spell upon me You're something out of a dream And I like it, though I fight it You're something out of a dream You're something out of a dream Woo-ooh-ooh