It's like stepping off a hundred foot pole
It's like holding your breath, holding your breath
Then letting go
It's like giving in to the bottom giving out
It's like giving up, giving up
Precious doubt
How does it feel skipping rope with your fears
Laughing as you fall
Can you see it all intertwined
Tangled vines
Twisted lines?
We are handfuls of dust
We are pieces of sky
We are thundering silence answering why we are
We are zeros
We are ones
We're everything, everything and everyone
We are silence
We are storms
We die and we are born
We're emptiness
We are form
We are handfuls of dust
We are pieces of sky
We are thundering silence answering why we're gods in ruins
Gods in the making, we are…
We are handfuls of dust
We are pieces of sky
We are thundering silence answering why we're gods in ruins
Gods in the making, we are…