Seven weeks of boring days
Threaten me they’re coming back
I don’t think I know exactly why
The energy is much too low
Excitement coming in too slow
And when I think it’s in it’s already out
So take me on a trip
Take me in my sleep
Higher in the sky
Higher than I’ve been
Whisper something sweet
With your sugar lips
Higher than you can, higher
Well my friend, tonight’s the night
The freezing breath and air is black
I don’t think I know exactly why
The energy is here at last
I see it coming in my dream
A distant flash, evolving into a stream
So take me on a trip
Deeper into a night
Higher, to the stars
Higher than I’ve been
Whisper something real
With your sugar lips
Higher than you can, higher