timing ain't holding up
but my world is blowin up
you make me feel so fine
now you're surprised that i ain't ordinary

-i feel me breathing in your sleep
can you feel it?-

grazing your lips with my fingertips
we wake up a few times
to speak of dreams that make it hard to sleep

-are you dying in your dreams
i know sometimes i can feel it
turn into to stone by the light of morning
disappear without meaning
are you taking up time
that thoughts pressing [bad word] my mind
oh baby, i'm fine
can you believe it?

can you believe it?