Collapsible Lung

Between the miles of open road,

I lost sight of what might matter the most,

stumbled into the great unknown,

and found that time won't slow down.

I'm getting by with my collapsible lung

and it's a good time hundred percent of the time, now.

Like a ladder with a missing rung

and it's a slow climb headed back to the sky, now.

Feeling backwards when i'm trying the most,

and I hope I haven't heard the last words from the Holy Ghost,

'cause I think that I'm supposed to be well on my way by now.

I do the twist with my replaceable hips

and turn you right round then dip you down the the ground, now.

I wanna grow old and rub your tired limbs

and take it easy until we wither away.

Until we wither away.

Between the miles of open road,

I lost sight of what might matter the most,

I stumbled into the great unknown,

and found that time can't slow down.

Take a breath and then take it in,

to think of places I'll go I haven't been

to pour my heart into everything

I've found time won't slow down.

Feelin' backwards

and I hope I haven't heard the last words, no no no

'Cause I think that I'm supposed to be well on my way eh eh. (eh eh, oooohh)

To pour my heart into everything

I've found...

Between the miles of open road,

I lost sight of what might matter the most,

I stumbled into the great unknown,

and found that time won't slow down.

To take a breath and then take it in,

to think of places I'll go I haven't been.