Coming Up For Air

She still has her hammer but she can't find the nails, 

To build us a boat that will... get us out of here, 

We've been drifting on trade winds and too many beers, 

But now she feels ready so she's coming up for air... 



And save some of herself from all of those people

That think they know who she is

Think they know better

She'll save some of herself from dreams that will never come

To anything or anyone



She's driving through traffic and counting all the cars

And wonders if she's thinking the same things as we are

And if running is escaping, well, that's all right with her

She's been too long at the bottom, 

Now she's coming up for air



And save some of herself from all of those people

That think they know who she is

Think they know better

She'll save some of herself from dreams that will never come

To anything or anyone



It's cold and she's older, she's stayed in bed too long

And melancholy's okay if you're living in the sun, 

She can't sleep, we can't wake up, she's forgotten how to smile

She's been too long at the bottom

Now she's coming up to try

And save some of herself...