Inquest

How can I swim when the water pulls me down
How can I swim when my feet are touching the ground
How can I drown when the tides cant stop my sound
How can I drown when the water cannot fill my smoked off lungs

How can I fly when the sky is the final destination
How can I fly when the journey doesn't provide any jubilation
How can I fall when the fall doesn't give any invitation
How can I fall when the ground lacks creation

And if words can take me anywhere
I hope they take me as high as the sun
And if memories can drown even an inch of my hair
I'd lose everything I've ever won

How can I be happy when the cops are always circling
How can I be happy when the doctors are always operating
How can I be sad when all the people are ruthlessly raping
How can I be sad when the roads to travel are never ending

How can I, why should I
Answer this for me
Why should I, why won't I
There's no voice of reason inside of me