I've been looking out through bubbles in the air The ground is so unsure I've been shaping my eclectic dream domain Between whiles just quietly looking what you're up to I've been taking way too gravely of what's been said The ground is so unsure There's enough to stay for, but the lungs need fillin' I'm a rainproof distant spawn that I can't ignore But it gets hard to run while doubting that I'm breathing I'm a tragic exploration of self-trust