High

All the hangers on have left

Or collapsed like laundry bags

Sweet exhaustion second hand

A season in hell in a seasoned band

Peel the grapes, palm fronds are fanned

Alone at the top of the strangest clan

Only you to understand me

You and a sharp knife always handy

Exile in my own skin

At two a.m. my day begins

Then ends, then begins

I'm high as a cloud to get me through

I walk through walls when I have you

And I guess you have me too

From the outside the darkness grows

Inside my blood it glows

With stars and polished steel

I dreamt a song so real

It was satisfaction

I got twelve hours to shake some action

When I woke up they were torn and frayed

Cats from the alleys around Marseilles

I'm high as a cloud to get me through

I walk through walls when I have you

And I guess you have me too

I'm high, yes, I'm high, it's true

I walk through walls 'cause I have to

And I guess you have to do

What you have to do

Exile in my own skin

When does this day begin

And end, then begin

I'm high as a cloud to get me through

I walk through walls when I have you

And I guess you have me too

I'm high, yes, I'm high, it's true

I walk through walls 'cause I have to

And I guess you have to do

What you have to do

I need more than love

I need more than love

I need more than love

To keep me happy