Holding my breath
Waiting for something
Finally awaking
Choking on nothing
Confused by what I see
Distorted images, mysterious shapes
No reference point at all
Instinctive need for escape
Coming up for air
Coming up for air
Moving slowly in another world
Lungs burning and tight
I follow silver bubbles up
Tear my skin taking flight
Coming up for air
Coming up for air
Please don’t give me that piece of your soul
You need it and it only weighs me down
I’ll take love and respect
Anything else I might drown
Hand above me as I rise
Break the surface, look around
Find I’m floating alone
Stormy waves, no solid ground
But even if the clouds open on me
I’ll still breathe deep
Let the rain be my tears
And the sky my release
Coming up for air
Coming up for air
Coming up for air
Coming up for air
