The fence is high, high enough to say that I won't clear it

The floor is white, white enough to say that I can't clean it

You speak so low, low enough to know that I won't hear it

I watch you grow, grow enough to know I won't come near it

I'll say my load is plenty reasonable for one human

But under weight, it's apparent I'm set up for doom and

The air all knows that I'm in trouble but it's no help to me

Because I'm used to being guided by what I can see

Simmer down and brace for what's next

Treading through all the suspense

You know you know you know you know but it's not enough for me

I can't see

I am drawn with a fervor I cannot explain it

Scratch the itch, that is something I can count on blamin

The air all knows that I'm in trouble but it's not gonna help me

Because I'm only guided by what's in front of me

Simmer down and brace for what's next

Treading through all the suspense

You know you know you know you know but it's not enough for me

I can't see or I won't see

I'll say my load is plenty reasonable for one human

But under weight, it's apparent I'm set up for doom and

The air all knows that I'm in trouble but it's not gonna help me

Because I'm used to being guided by what I can see