Move Me Elysian Fields

I put my hands in the fire
But I can't feel the flame
Prism branding twisted night
Fire reflecting a torchlight
A torchlight

I walk on ice
Always sliding
But it's dry
Bone dry
Skating the side of the moon
Look inside
Fall through, fall through
Move me, move me

Trigger the sky
Open my eyes
Move me, move me

I lay my head on the wire
But I can't feel the pain
Fated to stand by and smile
In the glass
It talks back
It talks back
Move me, move me