Jon Berardi - Healing Hermann Hesse lyrics

Hermann wants to eat nicotine sometimes. He has asks for a lot He paces space to make himself nervous Because some people are just better at surviving Than living. If you want to get heavy, he'll teach you. He knows it He spends his time falling from the weight He's got a lead brain It's a battle magnet He carries it around by the guilt straps Don't laugh You didn't see the size of the blizzard that birthed him Fits of snow, cotton rocks Whipped white bullet stretches pinned with chips of teeth to his habit of crying for help He doesn't land well Hates landing. It reminds him of not living up. Listen. I know there were days you wanted to die. Hermann will not bow down to gravity Falling, he catches up to himself midair Just before the ground smacks Pull throat, they call him Sharpturner Nothing touches the ground here The ground is a capacity He sees that. He falls back He patches parachutes together with a kite knife It's big enough to raise him in the updrafts Where he hides himself away inside angles of air Outlined by his knack for believing That this life... It's gonna work itself out.