Falling Down
Once was a man who consumed his place and time.He felt nothing could touch him,but here and now, it's a different story line,like a straw he is clutching.
Why has the sky turned grey,hard on my face and cold on my shoulder ?And why has my life gone astray ?Scarred by my disgrace, I know that it's over...
...because I'm falling down,with people standing 'round.But before I hit the ground,is there time ? Could I findsomeone out there to help me ?
Howl at the wind rushing past my lonely head,caught inside its own notion.How I wish it was somebody else instead,howling at all this corrosion.
Why did the luck run dry,laugh in my face, so pleased to desert me ?And why do the cruel barbs fly,now when disgrace can no longer hurt me ?
Because I'm falling down,with people standing 'round.But before I hit the ground,is there time ? Could I findsomeone out there to help me ?
You see, I'm falling down,with people standing 'round.But before I hit the ground,is there time ? Could I findsomeone out there to help me ?
Ohhhhhhhh.....Ahh, ahh, ahhh....
Because I'm falling down,with people standing 'round.But before I hit the ground,is there time ? Could I findsomeone out there to help me ?
You see, I'm falling down,with people standing 'round.But before I hit the ground,is there time ? Could I findsomeone out there to help me ?
I don't know. Can I go ? [x2]