In the final moments of this day I've come to my conclusion You and I can fly. And if you'll accept the way The vertigo will soothe you You can shut your eyes. So we'll break the man Who sang beneath the earth On subterranean lines, he cries: I hope this Gets to you. My last telegram. Transmission broken... Down here everyone seethes. Consider this my prolepsis, The voice of all that you might say I said. You sang the last song with the first and now I know it's done to you. Your last telegram lost... Down here everything breathes. And now from the [...] sway Drunk with your confusion Sullen little spy. Feet stuck to the [...] I'll stay Armed with this illusion, Gravity's a lie. Here for several hours I will wait. I'll wait for your inclusion. You and I must fly. And if I'm restless while I stay I'll think you're a-falling When we reach the sky.