Glide

I could have seen the seas, them all, Cities, an afterthought. Can we pay no mind to the weather? I'm swept by the wave I'm racing down the barrel of this gun And I wish that I could slow But at least we're racing down there together. And I roll backwards as the wheel that pulls me down Faster than the wind blows us from the ground As we glide. And I roll backwards as the wheel that pulls me down Faster than the wind blows us from the ground As we glide away. There's something to hear Wild and deep That swallowed me. It's the current above, The surface fading miles and miles each day Until forever. And I roll backwards as the wheel that pulls me down Faster than the wind blows us from the ground As we glide. And I roll backwards as the wheel that pulls me down Faster than the wind blows us from the ground As we glide away. As we glide away As we glide away.