Lightheaded

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