It’s how we breathe underwater.nKick it right out of frame.nDoes it matter?nnHere where we drive into the same old park.nHere we’ll be so insistent.nOff the mark.nnWanna lay on your ground.nWanna breathe in your atmosphere.nnHere where we tremble at the same old thought.nHere when our legs give out and we get caught.nHere when the stations turn to short you out.nHere when the places turn till you pass out.nnStraighten your back.nI wanna know that there’s something therenOverneath.nI wanna leave in your head.nnGuarded in my head for younI can’t get rid of these secrets