This Flat Earth

Am I still...? Am I still...?
Am I still breathing?
Am I still dreaming?
Am I still here?

I think I know in my head
But not my head that does the thinking
The place where my mind shuts off
And my spirit only tells me to go

I've got to make it real
I've got to bring the show
'Cause I'm living in the time where people's words don't mean a thing

So, of course, you're not gonna realize
Or simply believe my eyes
When I tell you that I'm part of something bigger than
Anything that I'm presenting hеre and now

Oh, baby, have you seen good times in bad ground
But that's no rеason, no reason..
To push your ship off the edge of this flat earth
'Cause we're only living by and getting on by
Our weakest links' imagination

So if you've got some of them tears that will lay these stakes
Well share them, share them
They're not just on TV, they're not just two other people
They already know what you're talking about

'Cause we're still burning
Yes, we're burning
And we've got to shed off this skin
Of what we thought

Words, how to begin..
'Cause we're only starting to begin