Texty: Brandtson. Fighting Gravity.

i talk to you all the time the world thinks i'm crazy as crazy is and i don't feel much different fluorescent lights hum their incessant anthem everything i believe and everything that holds me together at the seams seems so far away from here and we're all wandering where're we going and i wish my colors weren't so faded i wish i didn't feel so cold everyone's so slow and jaded falling asleep to this midwestern drone i think about running everyday away from this life i've made built to last a little too long feeling trapped under my own weight too heavy now to stand let alone fly and i'm always watching the sky with jealous eyes wish i'd finally fall apart do something desperate to change things changed my mind again just when i was getting brave somewhere over this city high above the red brick chimneys i know we can escape this it feels like fighting gravity