I've been looking out through bubbles in the air

The ground is so unsure

I've been shaping my eclectic dream domain

Between whiles just quietly looking what you're up to

I've been taking way too gravely of what's been said

The ground is so unsure

There's enough to stay for, but the lungs need fillin'

I'm a rainproof distant spawn that I can't ignore

But it gets hard to run while doubting that I'm breathing

I'm a tragic exploration of self-trust

There's enough to stay for, but the lungs need fillin'

I'm a rainproof distant spawn that I can't ignore

But it gets hard to run while doubting that I'm breathing

I'm a tragic exploration of self-trust