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