
9. Strange, Beautiful Feeling
Earthbound,
keep feeling my
soul spiraling down.
High altitude, no parachute, no escaping now.
Deep breath,
just fall away
just let it subside
When it’s too much, feeling the crushtime to step outside.
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
Nothing can restrain it
moving all the time
Might as well lay back and watch the show.
It’s uncomplicated
A simple paradigm
objects all in motion on the go.
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
Freefall,
no stopping the
big bounce at the end.
Then, suddenly, land on my feet
and all is safe and sound
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
Earthbound,
keep feeling my
soul spiraling down.
High altitude, no parachute, no escaping now.
Deep breath,
just fall away
just let it subside
When it’s too much, feeling the crushtime to step outside.
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
Nothing can restrain it
moving all the time
Might as well lay back and watch the show.
It’s uncomplicated
A simple paradigm
objects all in motion on the go.
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
Freefall,
no stopping the
big bounce at the end.
Then, suddenly, land on my feet
and all is safe and sound
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.
How can I explain
this strange beautiful feeling?
Feet on the ground, world is spinning round.
Stare up at the sky,
the universe rushing by,
feeling so small, but feeling so
alive.