I′ve been staring at the ceiling

It's been 300 days

At least that′s what it feels likeThough I really couldn't say

The sunshine through the blinds

Circles back across the floor

It brushes past my fingers

Though I barely feel its warmth

I smile as a reflex

It's familiar, but it′s not

It′s expected though and so I give it

Everything I've got

Thank god that more than ever we′re told

To keep our masks in place

Cause I'm pretty sure you′d turn were you

To really see my face

And oh

It's just a lot

And oh

I′m okay but I'm not

Okay

There's a message I′m ignoring

How you doing? Are you well

I reply with pretty nothings

And hope that nobody can tell

We′re all in this together

The people on our screens insist

Well how is anyone afloat

If we're all on a sinking ship

I tell myself it′s nothing

I'm dramatic, I′m a liar

Still I wonder who might catch me

If I tumbled off my wire

But I pull myself together and

Layer on the paint

If I can cover up the cracks it means

I'm not about to break

And oh

It′s just a lot

And oh

I'm okay but I'm

Not about to go offline

No

And so if I guess that means I′m fine

Tell me why I′m still

Staring at the ceiling

It's been 300 days

Maybe on 301

I′ll find the strength to say

Oh

It's just a lot

And oh

I′m okay but I'm not

Okay

I′ve been staring at the ceiling

And oh

It's been 300 days

It's just a lot

Maybe on 301

It′s a lot, it′s a lot, it's a lot

And oh

Maybe on 301, maybe on 301

I′m okay but I'm not