Don't look down, you'll feel dizzy;
it is startling how high we are.
Pick a point in the distance,
it's so clear, almost feels like we should think this over again.
Do you remember the wire that we walked on over the flames?
No, I don't mean to evoke all those memories,
but it feels like we're balancing,
I could swear that this feels the same.
We were never fully aware we were conscious.
Oh, it would be astonishing to find we were self-reliant.
Oh, the ground is so outlying, and if we lose focus, then we fall.
And I promise it's deafening;
so tense and afraid that the ending feels so far away.
But we must overcompensate,
I cannot seem to tolerate
the constant blind, weight of this gravity.
We had never claimed to be rational or understanding,
so even when we let ourselves fall, I think we'll be just fine.
Poised on this balance beam, collecting weight on our chests,
No, we had never claimed to think clearly or to be selfless.