Come Down from the Ceiling - Elysian Fields

Hard to believe you and me

We were once thick as thieves

Just a bunch of wiseacres

We were young, that’s true

But we didn’t care

Where the laughter could take us

But the light has dimmed

Behind your eyes

And I can no longer find you

Where you used to be

Who you used to be

And all that put-on wincing

Don’t you know it ain’t convincing

If you won’t come down from the ceiling

If you won’t come down from the ceiling

You’re leaving me no choice

You’re just a murmur inside the white noise

Now you prowl like a ghost

And you mince in the dens

With the toasts of the moment

Where indulgence is all

But to whom took a fall

And you dread the contagion

The sun’s gone down

You take your throne

Amongst the sycophants and fakers

I’m always on the run and I hate copy paste for god’s sake

Time to take the piss

Your love is hit or miss

To hold my place in your top favorites

Always on my best behavior

If you won’t come down from the ceiling

If you won’t come down from the ceiling

You’re leaving me no choice

You’re just a murmur inside the white void

Inside, inside, inside the white noise

Too high, too high, inside the white noise

If you won’t come down from the ceiling