I hoped they'd come to get me before myself and death meet
Especially if death creeps and reaps me - unexpected
I pen dense as dead seas. Well-dreamt but never get sleep
I rest upon no laurels, quashing quarrels with in-depth speech
My stress keeps better if I freeze it
Revenge is left to fester since it's never in my freezer
Fretting anything seems desperately unpleasing
I encourage friends to question their depression and its reasoning
(Yeah) I know it seems like logic, though
No point in rocking boats if they sink as soon as shot to holes
(Yeah) I used to not be fond of hope
Since focussing on faults left me frayed and feeling awful cold
(Yeah) I question loud if God could know
The future would he catch me on this path, or would I drop below?
(Yeah) Right now that's impossible
The gods I see are us - every friend met is a god we know

And there will be no air when I choose to stop breathing
I will outlive the months, the decades, and the seasons
Watch the Earth turn to rust - the decay seeming fleeting
Feel my presence cause disturbance - the last human being
And there will be no sharing of this moment or its passing
Just an unwritten chapter in time's lengthy passage
The pattern will remain. The energy recycles
Tried to teach them to be gods, but they chose to be disciples

Heavy hearts are classic; take a tab and tally up
Singing sadly slumped since my back was badly hurt
Acid sparked the apathy but I believe in love
Empathy assembled me so I still keep in touch
Regret is so funny to me now
My nerves were never-ending - nothing's worrying me now
And every chance I take is a blessing, somehow
If I was god I guess I wouldn't hurry to be found
Full of life and everybody's vibing
A microscope shows everything is just vibrance
I guess death is just silence
I'm made of empathy but I never 'get' violence
Everybody's eyelids close the same way
Do you see the shapes I did?
My iris formed without guidance
Dilated twice 'til I found my soul in science

And there will be no air when I choose to stop breathing
I will outlive the months, the decades, and the seasons
Watch the Earth turn to rust - the decay seeming fleeting
Feel my presence cause disturbance - the last human being
And there will be no sharing of this moment or its passing
Just an unwritten chapter in time's lengthy passage
The pattern will remain. The energy recycles
Tried to teach them to be gods, but they chose to be disciples

In tired desperation I rest my head against the pavement
I wanna headbutt my third eye to step above elation
I feel the kerb with my kick; speak no words with my lips
I wanna walk a while with you but wonder: do we exist?
Facing contradiction makes it hard to choose
My soul is feeling worn like I wore it out with bargain shoes
And every time I'm comfortable I love it but it's hard to move
I guess I've gotta find something new to put my heart into
(Yeah) It happened when I didn't write
Weak for a few days - I'll be straight upon the seventh night
Heavy when I smoke. We call this high but it isn't height
Only left me dazed when they left asking: is this right?
Psyche! I'm loving life and living it
Insight into god when the light upon the prism split
Listening to Floyd filling voids that had seemed infinite
Now all I wanna do is walk