the high road is always a balance beam chipping away our ankles and i think it s high time we embraced the visual on my way home i saw a keyhole in the sky and i tossed around my reasons for the cost divide and dissolve the seams that weave deep within my head we re losing light and in this despair i m finally aware that i am not one to learn so fast straining across this great expanse where the weight of the world rests and the air is thick with crushing emptiness if only i could lift these feet up from the ground i d circle round the world i know i know divide and dissolve the seams that weave deep within my head we re losing light and in this despair i am aware i am not one to learn so fast we like marionettes off our strings fling limbs at our passions and hope to connect with impossible dreams it s holding on when nothing feels right it s the final identical severed umbilical breath from a tightening chest as we re holding on divide and dissolve the seams that weave within my head we re losing light and in this despair i m finally aware1