Rooftop Brawl

There was a rooftop brawl, and I twisted my own arm
I had been working in the mirror on my charm
And in the silence, I started laughing again
I saw the stars
I didn’t care
There was a crowd below with their faces to the sky
They seemed so curious, but I could not tell you why
I started floating just like the ocean
Everyone screaming, nobody there
There was a sidewalk wake, I had stitches in my side
I had been looking with a flashlight for my pride
I heard the sirens, and they were crying
Everyone flying scared
I got a number written down on the back of my hand, but I can’t read it
I got a notice in my pocket that I don’t understand
I think I need it
I got a watch on my wrist, but it just won’t tick
I don’t know
I got a key that I swallowed, yeah its part of the trick
I gotta go
And if the sun comes up, it will still be a surprise
I will be statue still, rubbing both my eyes
The bells are ringing, the bees are stinging, and I am singing, «La da da da.»