Prolepsis

In the final moments of this day I've come to my conclusion You and I can fly And if you’ll accept the way The vertigo will soothe you You can shut your eyes So we'll break the man Who sang beneath the earth On subterranean lines, he cries I hope this Gets to you My last telegram Transmission broken Down here everyone Seethes Consider this my prolepsis, the voice of all that you might say I said You sang the last song with the first and now I know it's done to you Your last telеgram lost Down here evеrything breathes And now from the seven men who sway Drunk with your confusion Sullen little spy Feet stuck to the firmament, I’ll stay Armed with this illusion Gravity's a lie Here for several hours I will wait I'll wait for your inclusion You and I must fly And if I'm restless while I stay I'll think you're a-falling When we reach the sky