Ground Level

I was almost there a minute ago I could see where the railing stopped Now it carries on around another corner I don't wait for my breath to come back Every time I get there, it's a little further up All this way and I'm still a floor below I can feel the distance in my legs But from here it doesn't show Everyone says it like I ought to know I nod and let the next one speak Got a question halfway out They're already on to something else I used to know what counted as enough Now I check before I say I'm done Every time I get there, it's a little further up All this way and I'm still a floor below I can feel the distance in my legs But from here it doesn't show Every time I get there, it's a little further up I reach for where the ceiling used to be I was almost there a minute ago It's further up again