Your dress dotted like the night sky
your laughter ran a tail
I flew up and spun the sun around
poured some light into your grail
and you pointed to the stars
so I strung them up like beads
we rode the constellations
and put the Plough in lead

the Earth was mirrored in the sky
we grew young without a stain
drinking bed sheets up in flames
in a confetti rain
then we took another sip
spitting out the stars again
and they passed right through our fingers
a confetti rain

I think we bled through separate blood streams
though we shared a single heart
beating spots for new memorials
as we travelled off the chart
from above we saw the cities
as they cast their pregnant glow
so we picked them up and chewed them
blew them back into the snow

the Earth was mirrored in the sky
we grew young without a stain
drinking bed sheets up in flames
in a confetti rain
then we took another sip
spitting out the stars again
and they passed right through our fingers
a confetti rain

The house of cards tipped over
our future lost its gain
but still I find the pieces
of our confetti rain
The constellations came
ablaze tonight again

I wake up a Sunday morning
and I think you're still around
back to sleep to chase the dream
of another Sunday when
you where lying in these arms
while your story flew a kite
through a fire through its steam
and morning's journey into night

the Earth was mirrored in the sky
we grew young without a stain
drinking bed sheets up in flames
in a confetti rain
then we took another sip
spitting out the stars again
and they passed right through our fingers
a confetti rain