All the trees, the guardrails, and the bridges The rivers and the lakes will never look the same from here again A closing door once wide open but still with a foot in the gap I haven't let it shut just yet Much less like singing I've been projecting this grating voice So I'll keep my mouth shut Much less like running I've been swimming through concrete I can feel it settling This house was built on a faulty foundation It's bound to collapse and when it does, will I emerge from the rubble or will the earth swallow me Whole? The door closes a bit more, but I can still see a light from underneath I'll drag myself out of this bed This bright blue screen isn't doing anything And the silence is k**ing me Drive This confession has meant nothing Tucked in for sleep, the seatbelt holds me Now the only thing that puts my mind at ease is the sea I'll spend my time drifting between shipwrecks Never to surface again I can hold my breath for years