Trading My Soul

Don't tell me I'm dying (I've) got no time for grief
Don't open that door - now let me go back to sleep

I'm just in a phase of fading
I'm left here trading my soul
I'm spinning that big black hole
Or borrowed wings - nor flesh, nor skin
We drift like feathers in the wind

Not the end - but I sense it is near
I'm in limbo between earth and sky
I can see all your houses from here
But don't you tell me that this is dying

The walls - The carpets - The curtains
They cloud the room
I'm left here with no ticket, but I bet we're leaving soon

I'm just in a phase of fading
I'm left here trading my soul
I'm spinning that big black hole
Or borrowed wings - nor flesh, nor skin
We drift like feathers in the wind

Not the end - but I sense it is near
I'm in limbo between earth and sky
I can see all your houses from here
But don't you tell me that this is dying