Dizzy Heights - Neil Finn

Fairy lights like the stars

You could be lost but here you are

It’s Halloween, on the street

You came looking for me

I’m sealed in tight, through the double glass

Come inside, take off your mask

All the zombies in town

They’re all dead to us now

And we can’t hear the song they’re playing

Smoke drifting up

To the dizzy heights

Where the elevator won’t come down

And the ceiling cracks like a treasure map

The mosquito’s buzzing round, round, round

Help me make up a new sound

It’s alright in my room

The worlds moving at a different pace

Ah the buzz it never stops

If you don’t like the groove well call the cops

On Halloween, it’s Halloween

And they don’t make a sound

‘Cause I don’t like the song they’re playing

Smoke drifting up to the dizzy heights

Where the elevator won’t come down

And the ceiling cracks like a treasure map

Every destination pulls you in, turns you back

The mosquito’s buzzing round, round, round

I’m gonna take you up to the dizzy heights

There’s a lot more going on

I will take you up to the dizzy heights

I’m better off that way