Falling and Landing

Where you fall is where you land A picture of our fallen stands Shining lights and darken skies To shining lights in weaker eyes. All your lives and inventory Nothing is explanatory How you wanted her to shout It's how you fall not land that always counts. Wash the spit from off your clothes And wash the memory of those Who put their juice upon your spine Forget i can, my life is fine. Shaking colder in the stake Interaction with the ache Magazines of lovely girls Living life for paper thrills. A part of you is ill Some bits you can fill It's part of a change you won't see I don't know how to breathe I've started so i'll freeze. Time is all made up of lines Some lines that way above you climbs Others you can twist and bend But who wants twisted lines for friends. Ones that grasp are never taught Influence is less? Higher lines are have not free It's how you fall not land that counts with me. A part of you is ill Some bits you can fill It's part of a change you won't see I don't know how to breathe I've started so i'll freeze. Are you brave enough to see?