You Aren't Really Here, It Isn't Really Light Out Songtext
von Devon Sproule

When I ate the sun
I couldn′t keep it down
Spinning in the toilet
I saw the sky reflected

Birds scream out into the day
I can touch your face and hair
But I can feel how far they are away now
Slipping like sun across the floor
You aren't really here
It isn′t really light out

Higher
Lamenting the night as it passes
Why not?


You aren't really here
It isn't really light out

My face is a flower
My leg a ship′s broken mast
My love′s a little prince
A prisoner of his broken past
He says, "Is that you in the distance?
Have you grown so thin?
Your face an egg at a table's edge
Your dress a night I cannot find you in"

Higher
As though touching a girl were a sin

Why not?
My dress a night you cannot find me in