Far off Distant Plans

I don't know why
But I feel like dyin'
When I'm talking to you
My head it spins
And I can't begin
When I'm talking to you

You say I'm having too much fun
I say I'm figuring it out
You're focused on the things I've won
But in your wisdom I have doubt

You ain't ever seen anybody living like they're free

I don't know why
But I feel like dyin'
When I'm talking to you
My head it spins
And I can't begin
When I'm talking to you

You somehow made it in my head
I end up doing what you want
This all is nothing when we're dead
Can't make it matter no we won't

I don't know why
But I feel like dyin'
When I'm talking to you
My head it spins
And I can't begin
When I'm talking to you

Hiding in my far off distant plans
I see a house with people I don't love that I command
Please good god just tell me
That it won't be an accident
Spare me from a closed eyes existence

Is it doom to fall into the norm
Hunker down and live a life
But not know what it's for
Oh am I just a pawn
In some cold cosmic raging storm
Such a drag, but I don't know better anymore

When I lay with you in bed
I'm terrified that we might
Fall asleep and and then forget
How to get back to our lives

Everything that's swimming in my head
Its pointing to the idea that I'm already quite dead
I see the steps I do no want
But yet I still will take them
I remember reading something way back when
Who will rescue me from this body of death