Seatbelt locked to collar bonenIt’s digging into skinnIn the backseat of the passengernI caress my hands with the windnIt almost feels like I’m floating nHigh above the headlightsnOn this winding roadnAnd that’s when I knownnWhen was the last time I felt right?nWhen was the last time I jumped in?nWhen was the last time I fell down?nWhen was the last time I helped?nIt almost feels as though I’m born againnI can’t remember anythingnIt’s just not therennSometimes I feel the earth movenWhen I’m staying stillnIt feels like nothing elsenThat you’ve seen or heard or feltnLike watching falling stars nWondering how far they fallnSometimes I shut my eyesnBut I still see the lightnnWhen was the last time I felt right?nWhen was the last time I jumped in?nWhen was the last time I fell down?nWhen was the last time I helped?nIt almost feels as though I’m born againnI can’t remember anythingnIt’s just not therennSometimes I swaynYou make me think so fastnMy brain fights to see if it outlasts my heartnMy brain fights to see if it outlasts my heartnMy brain fights to see if it outlasts my heartnMy brain fights to see if it outlasts my heartn