Jump for joy

Lightheaded, I crash through your ceiling of gems

Lightheaded, I dance like a drunked red mill

We're all neon signs just like the one behind the bar

Advertising Darwins dreams of Blake

If we're just a snack in waiting for some hungry star

Love is all we've time to make

Lightheaded, I spin like a sycamore seed

Lightheaded, a kite on your filament wire

We're all little lightbulbs like the ones inside God's head

Popping with the choice of paths to take

There's no need to worry 'bout the seconds that have fled

Love is all we're bred to bake

Lightheaded so

Jump for joy