Air - Overhead, Nicolas Leroux, Overhead, Nicolas Leroux

What would you say,

If you were dragged down to the ground,

Cause you’re so busy splitting white,

Cause it’s so easy spelling out specific madness,

Stronger than the rest.

Drift till your mind blows if you like,

I guess you’ll be flowing like air

Drift till your mind blows as you like,

I guess you won’t be needing air.

Lovely, empty, slip,

Just one of the places you’re hiding enclosed

Till crises emerge with no frills

As fast as night and day begin.

Drift till your mind blows if you like,

I guess you’ll be flowing like air.

Drift till your mind blows as you like,

I guess you won’t be needing air.

Talking fast, talking hard again

Just one of those spaces to open your heart

Like a doorway open to light again.

Here, today as never gone,

Drift till you days undone.

You can tower yourself over.