You kiss me while I’m down,
Kick me while I’m still standing.
You’ve got it all backwards,
You’re turning me upside down.

What do I have to do to stand upright?
Thinking on my feet is useless
When all the blood is rushing to my head.
So I keep my eyes on the ground, and I go on.

Legs to the clouds,
Head underground.
None of this makes sense.
None of this is ordinary.

Time is of no essence when you’re always looking down.
Never back, never forward, never right now.
You believe in your own perceptions,
And I am only what I can see from here.