Waiting for the last leaf to fall Can I hear a cry for a dead man to crawl Asleep like stones in the well Empty as you leave your dry seashell
I never seen you come this far Never thought Id hope this hard
Always looking down upon yourself You live two feet above yourself We will always be in parallel Its a place without a hope in hell
Havent made a sound all week Trying to gather up some promises to keep I watched as the icicles fell Pinned to the bottom or drowning, it's hard to tell
You may be human after all (I never seen you come this far) Must you build yourself so tall
Always looking down upon yourself You live two feet above yourself We will always be in parallel Its a place without a hope in hell
Try to wash your trace off my skin (my skin) It's easier to cut you cold You can keep your waste of space, Im half way home
You may be human after all (I never seen you come this far) Must you build yourself so tall
Always looking down upon yourself You live two feet above yourself We will always be in parallel Its a place without a hope in hell Like Air Like Air Like Air Like Air Like Air Like Air