The Ground (Is a Beautiful Idea)
The follow-up to Miss the Ground. It's honest about how wild and free the suicide fantasy felt: letting go of the armor, the honor, the shame, everything. But listen for the 'ow' at the end. I survived the landing, fought off the lure of that option, and chose the harder path of building something better.
Goodbye to all the armor, goodbye to all the rust
Goodbye to every single ghost I couldn't learn to trust
Goodbye to all the wardens, goodbye to all the chains
The stupid, broken, beautiful, and agonizing games
I'm shedding all the "honor," I'm shedding all the "shame"
I'm shedding every single, sad, and long-forgotten name
I gave myself to try and be a man I couldn't stand
I'm finally just the fire in the palm of my own hand
And I am falling, I am free
There's nothing left to hold on me
I'm not a hero, not a king
I'm not a god, I'm not a thing
That you can name, that you can save
I'm just the joy that I have craved
Goodbye, goodbye, there's nothing left to say
I'm moving at a thousand miles an hour, anyway!
Goodbye to all the doctors, goodbye to all the charts
The broken, lonely diagnosis of a failing heart
Goodbye to every plastic fork and every "safety fence"
To all the "helpful" logic that just never made no sense
I'm done with all the analysis, I'm done with all the "why?"
I've finally found the simple, and the only way to fly
It's just to let the world go by, to let the pieces fall
To finally see that none of it had any point at all!
And I am falling, I am free
There's nothing left to hold on me
I'm not a hero, not a king
I'm not a god, I'm not a thing
That you can name, that you can save
I'm just the joy that I have craved
Goodbye, goodbye, there's nothing left to say
I'm moving at a thousand miles an hour, anyway!
The air is screaming in my ears, the sky is rushing past
A glorious and beautiful and brilliant, perfect crash
The fire's burning through me, the wind is in my hair
I've let go of the burden that I never learned to bear
I'm not a god, I'm not a fool, I'm not a tragic soul
I'm just a man who's finally, and completely, lost control!
AND IT'S MAGNIFICENT!
'CAUSE I AM FALLING! I AM FREE!
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON ME!
I'M NOT A HERO, NOT A KING!
I'M NOT A GOD, I'M NOT A THING
THAT YOU CAN NAME, THAT YOU CAN SAVE!
I'M JUST THE JOY THAT I HAVE CRAVED!
GOODBYE, GOODBYE, THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO S-
Ow