Living and Breathing at the Same Time

Living through death in my car Passing through things I thought would go away Can't tell if it's due to age Or something I cannot change Watching the things I can't stand To learn about things I cannot understand Making a friend of the night To try and render feelings of light If the moment wants to stand still, then I don't know Though my past tells me to look back, I must look down and go The cold air is back and it breathes down my spine Living and breathing at the same time This tenderness I've never known I can feel a warmth radiate from my phone Volatile states dissipate For a solution, I'll never wait The way the sun looks at me some days feels sublime Like a song I used to love, I want a pizza and a bottle of wine Whether this is melancholic or jubilant is not mine Living and breathing at the same time