[Lyric] The Haze / Dreams of Brooklyn Interlude (Tom Cross)

(Verse 1)
She's an acquaintance, but every time we talk I find
That, I'd like to know her better, so can I take you out some time
And if I seem shy and stay away it's cos I'm tired
And the ghosts within my memory are playing on my mind
Cos I'd rather give you a hundred percent than talk shit every time I see you kid
Gotta know where to start but also end, I hope you find me interesting
And maybe I'm investing to much effort in your presence
But it's pheromones or something because I can't seem to help it, now now
Somebody turn the music down, cos legit I wanna hear what you gotta say
When we talk I learn something new from you
I shit you not, its just your way
You probably don't think about this, normally I'd be the same
I thought I'd never try to impress people til I met you the other day
Some would call that chance, other ones would call that luck
I feel electric when I make you laugh off the cuff
And so I guess I'm honest when I tell you its euphoric
That I feel so damn inspired by your presence, check the sonics baby

(Chorus)
So can I take you outside for a minute
Just a minute
A little minute, won't hurt, you or I
I want to show you whats on my mind (yeah)
And it's too loud in this place
I can't hear a word that you're saying
So put on my jacket, we'll move through the haze
The haze, the haze, the haze, the haze (yeah)
(Verse 2)
You've been pulling all-nighters studying for your degree
But somehow you ended up talking to me
What could it be that made you come out on a night of the week?
You're not drinking, I don't mind
I'm not either, since I find
That whenever I do I get tongue tied
And I want you to see my clever side
Always dry, never comply, never confide on the first time
Tryna hide who we are so we're guarded
But you still laughed at my very worst line as we sat in the party
And I'm not trying hard yet, I'm an artist, so regardless
Of whether or not you and I hit it off
You were gonna hear a song in which you starred in
And I'm just starting, not tryna ask you to throw your heart in
Old me's telling me that I'm acting retarded
And can't see where the spark is
Not a master by far, just like you like art
My stars, my sun, my moon, my earth, my word, my god
Uh, play it cool like the dark side of the moon when it's waning
While I wax lyrical in your ear about the things that I hear that you may find amazing
But there's nothing like you, nothing out there gets my heart racing like you
When I open the door please sway right through
When I ask if you want me say I do

(Chorus x 2)
(Dreams of Brooklyn Interlude)
(Various improvisation based around the phrase 'Sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming of Brooklyn)