So you, dance and you shuffle, into the eye of the storm.
Eyes all on fire as if, you've never been here before.
And you say it's all nothing, and tell yourself quietly.
But I hear you from my house, breathing differently.
And when it all falls down.
You won't just stand there,
looking at the ground.
And holding your breath.
Holding out.
So you, drive 'til the water, changes from blue to green.
And you, wait there until the wind, knocks you out of your body.
You can, stay there forever, counting the stars, tryin'a,
separate yourself from how things are,
but you, know you won't get very far.
Until it all falls down.
So don't just stand there,
looking at the ground.
And holding your breath.
Holding out.