Assimilating

I'm weightless, far from home
I'm faceless, now unknown
I'm on my way to where no soul has gone

Those old laws don't apply
So hard to say goodbye
Grown comfortable chained to the ground

Won't turn around
I'm the closest I've ever been to the Sun and I'm not disintegrating
Won't turn around
I'm becoming what I've only seen from the ground

I'm assimilating

I feel as though I'm waking
Into a dream that's shaping
Another path for me alone
And though I am lonely
It's paved for me
And me only
To tear me from my comfort zone

Won't turn around
I'm the closest I've ever been to the Sun and I'm not disintegrating
Won't turn around
I'm becoming what I've only seen from the ground

I'm assimilating

(Ghosts of yesterday, you may hear them say don't you go away!)
Don't turn around
(Ghosts of yesterday, you may hear them say don't you go away!)
Don't turn around
(Ghosts of yesterday, you may hear them say don't you go away!)
Don't turn around
(Ghosts of yesterday, you may hear them say don't you go away!)

I won't turn around
I'm the closest I've ever been to the Sun and I'm not disintegrating
Won't turn around
I'm becoming what I've only seen from the ground

I'm assimilating
Oh, I'm assimilating
Oh, I'm assimilating