Ive been waking up in oceans Drying myself blindfolded Breathing the sinners air Laughing in the face of being Am I really leaving? They say that my departure I denied by myself Ive been sleeping deep in snow Lonesome at the bottom Alone at the mountain top Staring slowly at the world Ive been dying for some time now Cant you feel it breathing? Its lovely on the ground Lovely as it sleeps
lovely, breathing, drying, blindfolded, departure