Grounded, 5 a.m., the nightlite is comforting
but gravity is holding you.
Once settled into sleep,
you have watched
on repeat the story of your life

across the ceiling
and in review.

You´ve said the air was singing.
It´s calling you, you don´t believe.
These things you´ve never seen.

Good morning, how are you?
The weather´s fine,
the sky is blue.
It´s perfect for our seminar.

Now close your eyes and start to breathe,
allow the noise to recede,
allow yourself to drift and fly away.
But you just stay.

You´ve said the air was singing,

it´s calling you, you don´t believe
these things you´ve never seen,
never heard.

Did you hear these voices?
Did you hear these voices calling?
Did you hear these voices calling you?

Locked into a conference room,
we´re only what our minds assume
and rationale is leaving you.

This conceit these systems of belief
Your counselor agrees
You always mark these boundaries now you´re free
and with relief.

You´ve said the air was singing,

it´s calling you, you don´t believe
these things you´ve never seen,
never heard, never dreamed.

You said the air was singing,
it´s calling you, you don´t believe
these things you´ve never seen,
never heard, never dreamed.

Never, never, never...

Once you had a dream
of oceans and sunken cities,
memories of things you´ve never known
and you have left alone.