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
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 You're something out of a dream
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 You're something out of a dream
 Woo-ooh-ooh