Pinch Me (I Know I’m Not Dreaming)

Pinch me, I know I’m not dreaming, I just wanna feel your skin
Hear me, I know I’m not speaking, I think I’d like to let you in
Some days, I vanish completely, a particle in thin air
Pinch me, I know I’m not dreaming, I just need to know you’re there

And I’m living on borrowed time, every moment is an uphill climb
Touch me, your fingers go right through
A gold rush in a stolen land, there’s a prophet with a lethal hand
She’ll sort the faithless from the true

I live where the days don’t end, all of a sudden, they begin again
A white room with neither roof nor walls
We walk on an endless street, all my memories are on repeat
The brownstones are infinitely tall