So the bends bring us back again

Except for now we stand miles apart

Both of us without just what we need

Both turning

To measures that seem desperate

So freedom feels like a box

Made of insurrected thoughts

I wish on every single weightless hope

On every buoyant ambition that floats over my head too high to

Pull me up

Hanging around on your ledge has left me airsick and wishful

To be back in my

Aqueous oblivion

Where everything

And you and me

Are correlated

So it's back to the repetition that

Once held me in its jaws

You seem to keep your wings tied on

Mine have fallen far from the core

And it seems you are of the skies

And I

Dive deeper below the surface

Fluorescent

Between your world and mine

I wish on every single weightless hope

On every buoyant ambition that floats over my head to high to

Pull me up

Hanging around on your ledge has left me airsick and wishful

To be back in my

Aqueous oblivion

Where everything

And you and me

Are correlated