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