Feel so lost,
So out of place,
Nothing’s wrong,
Just out of sync this week.

Let the raindrops cover my face
And I’ll save a dance in the puddles for you.
Don’t worry so much about me,
I’m already having a bad hair lifetime.

Step lightly on the clouds,
Dear God, this place looks so familiar,
You can’t walk up here forever
‘Cause those below need blue skies someday.

Maybe I’m not being dropped this time,
Maybe I’m dropping myself,
This crazy fog you’ve over my mind
…did I forget to mention it gives me asthma?

Cough, choke, damn,
Just drive me off this bridge and crash,
Crack my ribs and burst my lungs,
(We won’t need them where we’re going.)
And I promise I’ll hold your hand when we break the water’s surface.

Breathe out air and breath in water,
Let your breaths rise above us.
Bubbles rising to the surface and
Dancing over your skin
(I’ll be gentle when I brush them off,
Leave your face unmarked by those of the past)

And maybe you’ll realize it’s not so scary
(Or maybe I’m just used to drowning)
Either way, we’re going down.

…and it’s never seemed so beautiful.