Inhale, exhale, stay awake, keep talking, donât give in
The arms of death are reaching out to decompose your skin
Hold tight and the wings of faith will take you higher
Hold on tight and youâll be all right
Patched up, enfeebled and disqualified
From the everyday I had before
My independence cut down to the bone
They told me Iâd live but life is a bore
Thereâs a will but thereâs no way
Thereâs an idea but not clay
Iâm reduced to observing
The life work of others with no voice to sing
Save me from the fate that Iâve been given, save me
My doorway disappeared and everything turned passé
I see the worldly life through different eyes
Now Iâve discerned what lies ahead
Once so importantâs suddenly trivial
Time drags when lifeâs confined to a bed
Thereâs a fortune but no door
Thereâs an island but no oar
Iâm reduced to creating
Vast illusions, daydreaming
Airways, Iâm running up the steps to catch my airways
Itâs childâs play once you get the hang of it, itâs my way
Back to freedom
All night I live the life I once believed in
All this time Iâm close to fine
All night I live the dream I once imagined
Hold on tight
Airways, Iâm running up the steps to catch my airways
Itâs childâs play once you get the hang of it, itâs too late
To be saved in a world that let you down, itâs too late