Iw as running out of breath, I was running out of time
Every clock tick reminds (me) that I'm falling behind
We are one skin; you can't convince me to believe in sin
Language has us wired to explode,
we know how to hold on and how to let go
When it feels like I'm swimming against the tide,
our heads are stupid but our bodies are wise
When I lose sight because the light has died,
I find hope in your hands, lips and eyes