Sick

I'm sick and all I can do is try and fight it
I'm lost and all I can do is try and find my way home
I thought that the further I'd get from the ground
The less that I would be pulled down
I'm sick and lord knows my wings ain't cut out for this shit

Momentum behind me may not be enough to get me into space
The world burns behind me and I just seem to be stuck here in one place
I'm sick of propulsion that doesn't seem strong enough
To keep me from falling from grace
I'm here, stuck in this rut like the rest of you

I'm getting old and I can't extinguish this fire that burns up my soul
The oceans are tempting but they all seem about to come to a boil
And I can't come home dear, cuz moving on's been proving to be
Further than I can go

I can't breathe
You can't breathe
Here we are
Turning grey
So look up now
It's so hard to know where we're going
Till we look down
And I'll help you
And you can help me
Send each other some water
Or something like that.