You're leaning into the mirror
Stepping out and the sidewalks bloom
Shoeless mosses and heather
Feels like your Gaynor Mindens do

Guilty of guilt, and sick of the sickness
Heart like a jury trying to convict us
But your Midtown blouses are covered in sequins
For God's sake, you can dance it out with your

Smoky sunrise, geranium eyes
Remember, we never forget how to fly
Smoky sunrise
Smoky sunrise in your eyes

And I wouldn't blame you
Your mother needs a call or a calling out
And she can't forgive you
But you've been learning to forgive yourself

Guilty of guilt, and sick of the sickness
Heart like a jury trying to convict us
But your Midtown blouses are covered in sequins
For God's sake, you can dance it out with your

Smoky sunrise, geranium eyes
Remember, we never forget how to fly
Smoky sunrise
Smoky sunrise in your eyes