Stoned Alien

Crash-landed on your rooftop

Pockets full of stardust crumbs

Green eyes on your old couch

Laughing at your thumbs

You pour me something earthly

I pass you something blue

We talk like broken satellites

Still orbiting the truth

I’m just a stoned alien in your hometown

Tracing little crop circles on your worn-out couch

You say I feel like trouble

I say I feel like home now

Stoned alien

Too high to ever come down

We name the ceiling constellations

Peeling paint and glow-in-dark

You tell me all your past lives

I draw them on your heart

Your phone keeps flashing warnings

Mine’s already out of range

Kissing through the giggles

Like gravity just changed

I’m just a stoned alien in your hometown

Tracing little crop circles on your worn-out couch

You say I feel like trouble

I say I feel like home now

Stoned alien

Too high to ever come down

[beat drops to half-time

Vocal echoes stretch]

If I vanish at sunrise

Would you still feel my smoke in your clothes?

Would you keep that empty space

Where my weird little body once froze? (oh)

If I call from some far sky

Would you answer like you know?

I’m just a stoned alien in your hometown

Tracing little crop circles on your worn-out couch

You say I feel like trouble

I say I feel like home now

Stoned alien

Lost here

Don’t ever help me come down