Breathing Room

5 a.m., right before the sunrise

Eyelids of sand, I see stars in the sky

Need some sparkle for my troubled mind

Most of the day, I rifle through my notebook

Page after page filled with scribbles and lines

Make a mantra for confession time

We keep our distance now

Both of us agree that we need a little down time

Do we need to create some breathing room?

Carnival rides, tickets at the turnstile

After a while, we give in to the slide

Make some thunder, wait for the rising tide

Cornered with my back to the wall

Waiting for the static to fall

Take a number, if you're so inclined

Hundreds of days in a haze of confusion

I feel so safe in my breathing room

Cracks in the glass, see the fragments of sunlight

Illuminate my poor decisions

Hoping for truth as I'm rolling the tape back

Faced with the facts, I'll be leaving soon, yeah

Crawl my way back to the place where I feel so

Safe inside my breathing room

Here's a fragment of sunshine

I'll be leaving soon, yeah

To the place where I feel so

Safe inside my breathing room

Safe inside my breathing room

Safe inside my breathing room

Oh, yeah