I put my hands in the fire,
But I canât feel the flame,
Prism branding twisted night,
Fire reflecting a torchlight
A torchlight
I walk on ice,
Always sliding,
But itâs dry,
Bone dry,
Skating the side of the moon,
Look inside,
Fall through, fall through
Move me, move me.
Trigger the sky,
Open my eyes,
Move me, move me.
I lay my head on the wire,
But I canât feel the pain,
Fated to stand by and smile
In the glass,
It talks back,
It talks back,
Move me, move me.
Trigger the sky,
Open my eyes,
Move me, move me.
Trigger the sky,
Open my eyes x9
