Will you hold onto my hand?
I'm falling forwards
Farther than before, falling further
I'm falling, falling...
Still falling
"Something... is something wrong?"
Colors everything I'm leaning on
A nervous thing I do
Every time that I
Try to think on you
I shred a big bouquet between my hands
Holding off the summer fade
The solstice past, heading home at last
What welcomes a sheepdog captured on her way
Beyond the pasture gate?
Will you lead me home?
Something, something is wrong
Come in clear to me or move along
Nervous things I do
To keep you warm, to make you strong
Trees were singing "bow/ugh to me"
I cried, "With your leaves you tempted me.
Now they fall from the canopy!"
So I stumble through the desert to escape your day long shadow.
Will you follow?
I'm starting to relax
It's taken too long
To anticipate an end
Or ascend
I'm falling,
Falling
Still falling
