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