Bracing for a crash and burn,
falling without a safety net.
Breathing, but the air is too thick and dry,
Screaming out, there's no sight or sound.

I keep fading out,
I just can't reach out,
There's an alarming doubt:
Am I still good enough?
But you keep haunting my mind
in hope of convincing me
we're still far from over.

I keep losing ground,
I just can't keep up.
There's an alarming doubt:
Am I still good enough?
But you keep coming around
in hope of convincing me
it's still far from over.

And I'm still far,
We're so far out,
We keep falling out,
Is it really over?
We are still far,
We are so out there,
We keep falling out,
It's over...