Collapsible Lung

Between the miles of open road
 I lost sight of what might matter the most
 I stumbled into the great unknown and found
 That time won't slow down
 I'm getting by with my collapsible lung
 And it's a good time 100% of the time
 And I'm like a ladder with a missing rung
 And it's a slow climb headed back to the sky
 And I'm feelin' backwards when I'm trying the most
 And I hope haven't heard the last words from the holy ghost
 Cause I think that I'm supposed to be
 Well on my way by now
 I'll do the twist with my replaceable hips
 And turn you right round
 Then dip you down to the ground
 And now I wanna grow old and rub your tired limbs
 And take it easy
 Until we wither away
 Until we wither away
 Between the miles of open road
 I lost sight of what might matter the most
 I stumbled into the great unknown and found
 That time can't slow down
 To take a breath and then take it in
 To think of places I'll go I haven't been
 To pour my heart into everything I've found
 Time won't slow down
 Feelin' backwards
 And I hope haven't heard the last words
 No, no, no
 Cause I think that I'm supposed to be
 Well on my way-eh-eh!
 Eh eh!
 Wooo'
 To pour my heart into everything I found
 Between the miles of open road
 I lost sight of what might matter the most
 I stumbled into the great unknown and found
 That time won't slow down
 To take a breath and then take it in
 To think of places I'll go I haven't been