From the ground to the ceiling
Is the change in how I'm feeling
And I hope I don't forget how good it is
Just to be here now again
I was down by the water
With the stones to take me under
And as sure as all the bones beneath my skin
I could see me sinking in
There were clouds, there was thunder
But I could not look up to wonder
And already I was under water
Trying to forget me how to swim
Yeah there were branches I could've reached for
But I was so sure I didn't want more
So was it fate, or was it twisted
That I was dragged out, resurrected
And though the whole of me was disconnected
Stubborn lungs were made to rise again
Then I could feel, and I existed
Though all the parts of me resisted
And I depended on the crutch of everyone
Who'd ever told me I could be
And so I stepped, at first a stranger
Back out toward the light of danger
There were eyes to hide from, there were hands to hold
As I unfolded from the mould
I won't admit that I was broken
Just that my truth had been unspoken
And looking back I saw that what I'd feared before
Was fading down into the dark
From the dawn to the evening
Part of me gone, the rest is healing
And I hope I don't forget how good it is
Just to be here now again