What would you do if you were me?
I'd be asking me the same thing

What would you do if you were me?
I'd be asking me the same thing
That's all the help that I need
These days
I've set on a tourney
That starts and ends
In the same place
Where is your head, girl?
Where are you headed?
I've left the shore
Entered the vastness go the unknown
Mistress of mystery
You've got no gills for the water
Got no wings for the sky

I've got lungs full of air
And I'll tread and splash
Beneath the vultures
Hungry stare
I've got arms and legs
And two lungs full of air
I'll tread and splash
Beneath the vultures
Hungry stare