Oxygen
Made it through
Now I'm safe and sound and don't know what to do
I keep in mind the times I hoped I'd be right here
But the impending sense of dread hasn't ended
Nearly drowned
But with some pluck and luck you found some higher ground
Exhausted relishing the freedom just to breathe
But you can't escape the memory of the water
There is no air within this place
Standing still
In the moment while I have some time to kill
Creature sneaks up to disturb the peaceful mind
Plants a flag as I stumble off the wagon
There is no air within this place
Now I'm safe and things are fine
Clean water: check
Shelter: check
Food and family: check, check
And next it's Little Rock
Denver Hartford Dover
And I'm fine
Things are fine
Things are fine
Things are fine
Things are fine
Things are fine
Things are fine
Lansing
St. Paul
Jackson
Autor(es): Mark Allender
