My world is a blanket curled
Up into a mattress on the floor, and
My sky is a white grey eye
Looking down into what I was before
And you, you rule
My day is a too short Crayola crayon
Messing up the paper
And my night is a drunken fight
In a phone booth off the interstate
And you, you rule
[Chorus]
Shine
Everything is clear
You're wicked and...
Kind
Let the light in here
I understand...
My brain is a coffee stain
On a letter you keep in your pocket
And my tongue is a poster hung
On the back of a door and I can't unlock it
And you, you rule
[Chorus]
And I'm high where I belong
So tell them I'm not coming down
Shine
Shine