You Aren't Really Here, It Isn't Really Light Out Lyrics

When I ate the sun,
I couldn't keep it down
Spinning in the toilet,
I saw the sky reflected

Birds scream out into the day
I can touch your face and hair
But I can feel how far they are away now
Slipping like sun across the floor
You aren't really here,
It isn't really light out

High up
Lamenting the night as it passes
Why not?

(You aren't really here,
It isn't really light out)

My face is a flower
My leg, a ship's broken mast
My love is a little prince,
A prisoner of his broken past

He says,
Is that you in the distance?
Have you grown so thin?
Your face an egg at a table's edge
Your dress a night I cannot find you in

High up
As though touching a girl were a sin
Why not?

(My dress a night you cannot find me in)

I am your red and orange
I am where your heat rises to
I am your aching before the storm
I am your overwhelming view

High up
Why not?