Iris Burning

Iris burning now I'm seeing like I'm in a ring of fire

Record keep on turning drown the world in hippie shades and choirs

Keep on shouting someday you know that they're gonna have to listen

Not quite sure what it is but you know exactly what it isn't

Come on iris tell me is this what you're really always seeing

Guess we're really good at being things we're really sick of being

Can you feel my lightning baby did it strike you like a pose

And if you're not perfect baby you're the only one that knows

Blowing wind around me hope it takes me where I need to go

Take the high road when it's up there but my road's been going low