I just want to breathe In a wiff, 

of that crisp morning mountain air. 

Sink my teeth into the taste of life, 

and filter the smoke out of my lung.
I have felt my foundation shift,
but I guess I’ve never really cared... 

So lets hit this road tonight.
Taking another step into the horizon.


The funny thing about asking questions 

is that you never know the answer. 

Like why the hell are we floating?

Yet bound to this earthly ground? 

Well I guess I’ve learned my lesson:
gravity is just a cancer. 

I want to fly into the horizon, 

and not be stuck six feet underground.



My world is spinning.
But I don’t feel it move. 

you might think that I’m crazy, 

but yours is spinning too...
and death is only a beginning. 

a pathway to some other life. 

and freedom comes when were living,
as if we’re wanting to die.

Have you ever felt like you living? 

But we’re really just in a dream?

Have you ever felt like you were moving?
But really stuck swimming upstream?

Life is a mess at best. 

Perfection’s just a mythic story told aloud.

Yet it’s an honorable quest I guess,
But I need some wings to lift me off this ground.