Air

Saw a silhouette across

A fluorescent

Floating overhead

Undoing his helmet

Air - Ben Folds

Through the murky

Beams and blue green sea life

I saw him spinnin

Towards the moonlight

I pull him in

He wasn't breathin

His eyes were wide

And I saw two of me there

There's an ugly buzz

That hovers just above the quiet

Found a way to make it silent

I'm comin up for air

I'm comin up for air

Air

Air

They hold my hand and

Ask me to pull through

A voice I know says Dear

He probably can't hear you

Comin up for air

Comin up for air

Comin' up for air