My world is a blanket curled

Up into a mattress on the floor, and

My sky is a white grey eye

Looking down into what I was before

And you, you rule

My day is a too short Crayola crayon

Messing up the paper

And my night is a drunken fight

In a phone booth off the interstate

And you, you rule

[Chorus]

Shine

Everything is clear

You're wicked and...

Kind

Let the light in here

I understand...

My brain is a coffee stain

On a letter you keep in your pocket

And my tongue is a poster hung

On the back of a door and I can't unlock it

And you, you rule

[Chorus]

And I'm high where I belong

So tell them I'm not coming down

Shine

Shine