Undone

As we get bigger and bigger The distance between ourselves And that other outside world Becomes smaller and smaller And this world that we are inside Which seems so huge in the beginning And so infinitely welcoming Has become very uncomfortable And we are obliged to be born And my father says that Birth is so chaotic and violent That he's sure that at the moment of birth We're all thinking "This is it" "This is death" "This is the end of my life" And then we're born and it's a surprise 'Cause it's just the beginning