My chest is still moving
I’m still alive, yeah, I’m still alive
As certain as the moon
And the give and the take of the ocean’s tide
This song’s composed apropos of letting go
So I’ll keep it sweetly succinct
But my head is burning
My gut is on fire, yet I’m still alive
Our outcome looks bleak
As ten thousand blackbirds drop dead from the sky
This song’s composed apropos of letting go
So I’ll keep it sweetly succinct
With the fear of failing
With the fear of falling
With the fear of flailing as I hit the ocean
This song’s composed apropos of letting go
So I’ll keep it sweetly succinct
My rhythm’s in time with a heart that says “I’m still alive!”
Syncopated with slight arrhythmia