Panic!

When I was a kid, heading to bed each night I would turn the lights off and run and jump into bed as quickly as I could. Did anyone else do this? I wasn't afraid of monsters under my bed, but I was afraid of something. It was a strange feeling of impending doom, but I couldn't tie it to anything in particular.

During my "blue period," I was brought down by a similar feeling of dread. I wasn't really upset or frightened by anything in particular. It was just kind of always there.

Panic!

no, no, no, no, no, it's never going to happen
it's the reason we leapt into bed in the dark as children

no air
. . no air
. . . no air

steal my inflation, no sense at all
open your eyes in a dark room, feel your way to the middle

no air
. . no air
. . . no air

it's there when you go hungry. there when you don't dream
my motivation, another time... i feel like gravity
and i don't know where i'm going with this...

a grander scheme that can't be seen
i'm taking it all down with me
everytimg we never followed through
i feel like gravity

i'm your breath and your anxiety
i'm everything you've seen
i'm your ego, i'm your id
and everything in between

somewhere between my eyelids and the bed
the fires smell like rain
never thought i'd see so many of myselves
go down the mental drain

when pigs fly, burning swine
you'll feel it every time
beg the air that won't be there
suck in if you dare

NO AIR
. . NO AIR
. . . NO AIR
. . . . NO AIR


And for the record, this was another song written in the coffee shop era.