We are watching apparitions of ourselves Two inventions with no earthly tongues to tell Still suspended, willing a surface to repel off of We are mirages, a trick of light, a sleight of hand When what we want is to be touchable again All five senses emerging from the fog Let's be human while we still remember how It is not a failure to be flawed It's beautifully symptomatic I am not afraid of being more Than what I've been I wanna see how the light falls I wanna feel it on my skin So how do I begin? It is not a failure to be flawed It's beautifully symptomatic I am not afraid of being more Than what I've been It is not a failure to be flawed It's beautifully symptomatic I am not afraid of being more Than what I've been I want to see how the light falls I want to feel it on my skin So how do I begin? We are breezes chasing after wind Two unjoined pieces searching for a way to fit Sleepers waking, in the half light up till now Let's be human while we still remember how