falling or flying lyrics – grace potter & the nocturnals

we got lost again
drove to the end of the road
and a red-faced man
taught us to do what we’re told

and on the twenty-third night
things ain? t bad but things ain? t right

are we falling or flying?
are we falling or flying?
are we living or dying?
i guess we’ll never know

the air’s so heavy
it could drown a b*tterfly if it flew too high
and i get the feeling
that the truck driver ain? t shy
? cuz he’s looking at me
but nowhere near my eyes

and on the thirty-fifth morning
things ain? t good but things ain? t boring, no

are we falling or flying?
are we falling or flying?
are we living or dying?
i guess we’ll never know
striking rock but hitting gold

sometimes it’s hard to tell
if there’s a life behind this song
but i know tomorrow
today won’t feel so long, no

? cuz on the forty-second night
the room was dark but the stage was bright

are we falling or flying?
are we falling or flying?
are we living? are we dying?
? cuz, my friend, this too shall p*ss
so play every show like it’s your last

/ grace potter the nocturnals lyrics