Lyrics

If I could move boulders, then I wouldn't be Sisyphus
I could be Atlas insisting I deliver this
Globe to its rightful spot, atop Orion's spur
And that's a statement of which I concur
I write these words, my mind's absurd
It's like I'm running out of time, I'm just trying to be heard
So I dig deep in my atoms
Trying to find what I fathom
I know somewhere there is passion
A bastion of peace, lastly the pieces to the puzzle
Apparently I'm no good at
Termites in home, run, you might hear that wood crack
When they push you, you better push back
Only take the high road for better aim
I'm just playing, it is not conducive
It's what we choose when we're at heaven's gates
So I better get my head on straight
Twist it a little tighter, get higher, and I levitate
Hit my damn ceiling and wow, I elevate
Yeah, then I shoot for the stars
Pass by the moon and Mars
Not looking where I'm going and turn around only to find that I'm way too far
Oh my God
Then I see a glimmer of hope, and it's gold
And it's coming towards me, and is this
Is this the key
Am I in the deep
What the hell is under me?
Is it gonna drag me down?
Is it gonna pull me under?
Take my breath away
Get you a new life
And fresh air
That's classic
Yeah, that's classic
I'm Eric Dutton
How Am I Alive
The album
Serenade on the beat
If you panic, you might drown
If you panic, you might drown
If you panic, you might, you might, you might
If you panic, you might drown
If you panic, you might drown
If you panic, you might, you might, you might
Raise your glasses to the ceiling, let's toast to this
This world-ender that barely missed, overhead
It was supposed to hit, we barely got a scratch
Where my God is lacking, they make up for in tact
I know my Father's here chilling, while I'm in my zone
Thinking for a sign, I know, you flipped up that pinecone
Time goes at an alarming rate
Trying not to snooze my way through, the darkest place
My heart can break, hell, everyone knows this
I better be hopeless, else I'm telling' a joke when
I tell you that I'm ready to fucking go there, ugh
I'm ready to blast off, just strapped on to the front of a rocket
Shoot for the moon, if I miss then I'm up in the stars, aye
Let our heartstrings say
Let our heartstrings tell our story
I'm going in circles I can't find it
G-going in circles I can't find it
Yeah going in circles I can't find home
Can't find home
I'm getting dizzy cause I made myself believe
That time keeps coming after me
I'm losing sleep, I wake up cold
I just don't know
Where to go from here cause the night sky
Is getting blacker by the day and daylight's
Striking me in my dreams and I wake up cold
My heart is made of gold
But right now it's made of stone
Heavy strings and I'm starting to erode
I feel it in my bones
And my home, I just don't know
Where the night sky is fading away
Say hello to the sun...
Written by: Eric James Dutton, Xavier Sanchez
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