Air

Saw a silhouette across a fluorescent

Floating overhead undoing his helmet

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

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

Air - Ben Folds Five