Being-Towards-Death

I'm so sick of epiphanies
And unfinished symphonies
Sick of the read receipts
Prescription amphetamines
Held in captivity
To family histories
Sick of every chord
Of the song stuck in my head
Chasing every dragon
Losing balance on the edge
Stripped of all my alibis
Pleading ignorance instead
I still remember the way that I wandered
As a child with a plastic gun and dreams

Don't worry baby
I'm still right where you left me
Floating in the womb
My mind became a tomb
And all we have is our courage
To see it through
Begin anew
And I promise that I'll try
One day at a time
I'm learning how to die
One day at a time
I'm learning how to die

Twenty years in the future
When I look at me now
Staring at my computer
Seeking solace in sound
Will I laugh at my melodrama
Sway with the crowd
Will I wake up beside you?
Will I rise with the sun?
Scarred from every battle
In a war that I have won
Strong enough to love myself
No longer numb
I still remember the way that I wondered
As a child, where I'd go, and what I'd be

Don't worry baby
The distance didn't change me
I'm still floating in the womb
My mind became a tomb
And all we have is our courage
To see it through
Begin anew
And I promise that I'll try
One day at a time
I'm learning how to die
One day at a time
I'm learning how to die

Now we are alone again my dear
Parted from your gaze
The jewel won't decay
But a hummingbird's heart goes silent
So anticipate the dark
The sea between the stars
I've learned how to dream again my dear
The possible will stretch
An asymptote to death
But a hummingbird floats in limbo
An unconcealed domain
To fall or fly towards grace