| Air |
|---|
| What would you say, |
| If you were dragged down to the ground, |
| Cause you’re so busy splitting white, |
| Cause it’s so easy spelling out specific madness, |
| Stronger than the rest. |
| Drift till your mind blows if you like, |
| I guess you’ll be flowing like air |
| Drift till your mind blows as you like, |
| I guess you won’t be needing air. |
| Lovely, empty, slip, |
| Just one of the places you’re hiding enclosed |
| Till crises emerge with no frills |
| As fast as night and day begin. |
| Drift till your mind blows if you like, |
| I guess you’ll be flowing like air. |
| Drift till your mind blows as you like, |
| I guess you won’t be needing air. |
| Talking fast, talking hard again |
| Just one of those spaces to open your heart |
| Like a doorway open to light again. |
| Here, today as never gone, |
| Drift till you days undone. |
| You can tower yourself over. |
