Looking for a sunrise
over deep dark despair
Looking for the morning
it doesn't seem to be there
From the sky
something floats down
Its peroxide angel hair
It melts at my touch
the peroxide angel hair
I want to hold it so much
Peroxide angel hair

Trying to catch the evening
its like playing a game
Trying to drink the moonlight
Its driving me insane
The moon
is hidden from my view
with peroxide angel hair
a hundred years new
I try to blow it away
and it just floats there
Peroxide angel hair

Glittering little twilights
over the earth they try to bend
Mixed with the afternoon
they have messages to send
All at once I realize
The angel hair has split ends

But what do I care
Its no longer there
Peroxide angel hair