Rare Air
Mildlife
Eyes fixed far ahead
Horizon never met
Oh, the life in rewind
Brings me nothing
Living in the morning
Finding rarer air
Nothing quite compares
New design, is this mine?
Could be nothing
Living in the morning
Never mind
It's not the time
Up in the morning
Trying to imagine
But the life down the line
Brings me nothing
Never mine
It's not the time
