(Anastasio)
© Seven Below Inc. (BMI)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
The ground separates
From the soles of my shoes
As I take to the air
Take one deep breath and then two
The ropes that held me down
Have slowly come untied
Now I'm lost and I'm floating
High up in the night sky
Black smoke rings fill the air
We're split in two
Something impossible
Is what I was trying to do
The flawed are the people
That I truly love
I haven't felt this alive since I was ten years old
Looking down from above
A thread is pulling me
Through the needle's eye
I hear a city of curving melodies
As I float on by
We live in memories
That used to be somebody's dream
Now I'm spinning in five directions
And I don't know what it means
The waves sound like cellophane
The hidden sickness hides
I'm not really even sure now
I know why but I don't know why
The rules of gravity
No longer apply
As I drift off
Into a mint siren dream night sky
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