It is so close I can almost taste it
The touch so fleeing
Just out of reach

It's a whirl wind, lifting me up and I let it carry me away
I am in love with the abstraction, elated and terrified

I have done the one thing that I rarely do
And now I have no choice but to hold on and trust
if I let go I will fly away
I smell wet leaves, feel the cold trying to creep in
Everything slides by in a blur
twist, turn, tilt.. trust, trust..

The feeling creeps back, and I smile
I can taste it, I swear I can
and then it's gone again
Whipped away by the wind

It is cold, but I can't feel it
I can't help but to smile so I hide my face
I would laugh but no one would hear it
turn, tilt, up, down, round again

I catch glimpses, but it is too dark to see
Brief flashes then it's gone
What was that? I can't see.. I can't hear
I can't hold on to anything else
3.. 2.. 1..
lean

Further and further, faster and faster
even my subconsciousness is behind me now
no inner voices, they couldn't hold on
but I can
I am trying not to cling like a drowning man
trying to let go and hold on at the same time
trust, trust, trust
it's the hardest thing in the world

So yes, let's go
I'll let you drive
don't tell me where we're going
just ride