Zero to sixty, you lift me up so high
Make me feel like I have been in love a couple hundred times
Buoyant and inspired
I yell and scream for higher
A sea of incredible hands under my back
Tossed into the awesome of the options within black
A sunflower so giant that gods as ants can't climb it
I'm made pain-filled, anxious, canker-ridden
Split-open cysts like white-yellow war wounds
I'm spit from the brown inside to this pool of arsenic
And then I wake up
Why does each one of my dreams end in water?
I don't want to think I'm cutting my own Island
I find the boar laughing in a smoke-filled clearing
I run to make a cave where he once stood
I keep pushing back the thick breeze
Find me looking like I'm underwater
Like I'm underwater
I keep pushing back the thick breeze
Find me looking like I'm underwater
Like I'm underwater
I keep pushing back the thick breeze
Find me looking like I'm underwater
Like I'm underwater