I can feel the distance

Between the here and now

And the hereafter

Like life in an instant

Legacies like grains of sand

In an infinite ocean

Tossing and turning endlessly

In perpetual motion

Until it's our time to surface

From underneath.

Why am I always fighting gravity?

If everything is where it's supposed to be

Then why does space just feel so incomplete?

If everything is made to fall into place

Why am I always fighting gravity?

Why am I always fighting gravity?

Why am I always fighting gravity?

I can feel the balance

Between then and now

And what's to happen

Such a fragile system

Like life in an instant.

If everything is where it's supposed to be

Then why does space just feel so incomplete?

If everything is made to fall into place

Why am I always fighting gravity?

Why am I always fighting gravity?

If everything is where it's supposed to be

Then why does space just feel so incomplete?

If everything is made to fall into place

Why am I always fighting gravity?

If everything is where it's supposed to be

Then why does space just feel so incomplete?

If everything is made to fall into place

Why am I always fighting gravity?

Why am I always fighting gravity?