Asking For The World – A Lie A lyrics

silver lines your hairline up to the street signs that sing in dead time.
please don't stare at the clock too hard, for spotlights burn out when a ten-point compass fails.
revise my distant aliar into the stratosphere.
fictitious waves carry you here.
the recluse always kisses a sheet.
to drape across a random marquee.

send away the rope that burns.
the next page on the calendar turns.
you'll find a friend, seat belt release
translucent brain frequent/seize
the day i go away to and see,
and well, i end these saves.
that's my lie a.

you never will continue to make weather storms in my room.
that's my lie a.