I remember the air I remember my chest filled I remember my steps and knowing where I was going and why I was going there Cold air on my skin Burial in my ear White light in one eye I will be this way until I die Draw steps before you Draw circles around me Walking in and out of the weird worlds where you found me Shudder throw our roots up to the sky If something's wrong we don't know why we don't know why Strange, your hands through others' eyes Five days from the truth But it's already gone when you arrive Looking down a tunnel at your life It's a low-pass filter rolling by And I phase out And I phase in Waiting for the air To settle back into my skin