it saw me laying face down in the shade
and it blew life onto me, it wasn't afraid
the storm subsided and it carried me away
i enjoyed the view as i let my arms sway
the world is self destructive but i still felt safe
it lay me in the middle of the ocean and i floated
and it filled me with goodness until i was bloated
the feeling was so good, it pulled me into unconsciousness
we could have died, there was nothing to confess
the world is self destructive but i was content
the whole beauty of it all threw colors all over the place
it became real, touchable, it was all mine to embrace
to call it my own, to replace all the ideas in my brain
it was mine to keep until i felt pain, until i felt no pain
the world is self destructive and i was ready to face it on my own
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