Greyhound

I've been feeling like I can't come up for air For these last ten years What's wrong with me? What's wrong with us? What's wrong with us? It's like I'm trying to find the beauty underwater All I do is focus on my breath And there's nothing I can do but laugh There's nothing I can do but laugh So I laugh at my telephone Look at how beautiful the telephone can be Look at how he loves me Look at how he loves me I feel like I'm in a dream that's described by a friend I am in but have no interest in hearing It means nothing to me It means nothing to me It means nothing to me It means nothing to me I had a dream of the present eating past Like a blue whale grazing in the Table Rock Oversized and underfed I had a chance to amend what was wrong But the wrong was still to come so the whale had run aground Heaving breaths over time soothed itself like child Until it disintegrated I admit it meant nothing to me It means nothing to me It means nothing to me It means nothing to me It means nothing to me I've been feeling like my peak is in my past And my leg is tangled, trapped in the coral now Dropping everything I love to the bottom of the pond Just to free my fingers up, pry the polyps off But the will is in the wave Just to suffocate and break every spirit, every vital sign We'll get fooled again We will get fooled again We will get fooled again We will get fooled again I've been feeling like I ain't got nothing left to give