you pushed my head under the water i lost my breath but the skyline called my name the wilds the wilds the wilds they pull you in these miles we ve walked and miles we talked have been the first time i am not alone in my head by itself oneself can t find where it began the dust you ll find beneath my feet reminds me of the simpler things when it was only you and me but now i see now i see so we all fall asleep so we laugh and play so we drink and eat so we count our time so we know our keep but it floats away nothing seems to stay these days fragile and weak it s been years and now i get a moment to speak and all i think about is what to say when you re face to face with nothing and nothing will escape your lips the clouds the clouds the clouds they take their shape we dream that in their billows are answers to this place you ask me to surrender you re sure it s what i ll take we broke our bread together and cursed it at the gates  i m a son of a father my mother s oldest one you make your trade with your brothers sister you re not the only one head to toe i m drowning i told you not to speak frail and fragile weak dim the light down on the street but the light still lingers the light still lingers in my eyes i m a son of a father my mother s oldest one you make your trade with your brothers sister you re not the only one