Suspended in blackness 
Unversed in secrets of the Sun 
Bound to the Earth 
I never sought out the sky 

Grey skies cascading 
Burrow underneath 
Choking on the soil 
I never sought out the sky 

No need for air 
All we need is vision 

Asleep 
Erosion through routine 

Bow to the birth of the drought 
Conceived in the knowledge of our thirst