AIR KING (E A D F# B E)
Now that the test is over, everything really begins. Traffic is eerily quiet, but days like today always are.
Clouds are falling around us. It’s grey but my eyes still hurt. Draw the curtains until the wind turns.
Hold your breath, I’m sinking. Meet me on the seabed.
Now that the summer is over we can all come back to life. I was unwell for a moment. Now I think I’ll be alright.
She asked me if I remember. I said: I’m not sure what you mean. It takes me a while just to notice.
Down here, light hardly touches. We don’t need to look any further.
Up there, you are fading. I don’t want to drag you down.
I don’t know what’s better. But I know I would be.
I am the air king, it’s on my name tag.
I am a deadweight, I am a sand bag.
I am the air king, you should know that.
I am beyond hope, you should know that.
I saw a light past the continental shelf.
I rode my bike down the continental slope.
I walked alone on the abyssal plane.
This is my throne on the seabed.
I am a deadweight, I am a sand bag.
I am the air king, it’s on my name tag.
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