Are we falling or flying?

We got lost again, drove to the end of a road And a red faced man, taught us to do what we're told And on the 23rd night, things ain't bad but things ain't right Are we falling or flying? Are we living or dying? I guess we'll never know The air's so heavy. It could drown a butterfly If it flew too high, and I get the feeling That the truck driver ain't shy Cause he's looking at me but nowhere near my eyes And on the 35th morning Things ain't good but things ain't boring Are we falling or flying? Are we living or dying? I guess we'll never know Sometimes it's hard to tell If there's a life behind a song But I know tomorrow Today won't feel so long Cause on the 42nd night The room was dark but the stage was bright Are we falling or flying? Are we living or dying? Cause my friend this too shall pass. So play every show like it's your last