Sidney Gish
Another Room
You are extraordinary
You're the definition in the dictionary
Your friends would love to find you
They heard that you were showing up here too
But I think you're in another room
My my

You're running down the hall
Heels clacking on the marble
You're nineteen stories tall
I Guess you want to look phenomenal too
But I think you're in another room
My, my

I guess it's true that caged birds fly
But given the chance, I'm not sure if you'd try
My, my, my, my

You left a cloud of perfume
Intoxicating us with fumes
Its jasmine flowers bloom
Midair, I wonder where you run away to
But I think you're in another room
My, my

A world of ice and beauty
A rosy cloud of luxury
Cumulonimbus dreams
Are caught and bottled neatly
The pretty apparitions
Haunt your head in every mall
They're diamond invitations
To a ball being thrown just for you
But I think you're in another room, my, my

I guess it’s true that caged birds fly
But given the chance, I’m not sure if you would try, my, my

But as for now, you’re happy
You’ve got your doeish eyeballs
You've got your sparkling vision
Of centuries of shopping malls
And as for now, you’re happy
There's smiling faces all around
And when you’re done, there’s safety
You dig your roots into the ground, there's blue
In the sky and in your attitude too
And your clothes are beautiful and brand new
But I think you're in another room