| I’m falling, catch me if you can |
| Dodging undirected bullets in somebody else’s wars |
| But I don’t know what for |
| I don’t know what for. |
| I’m falling, stepping out of life. |
| Blending notes to suit rhythms, |
| Breaking rules to suit myself, but never losing time, |
| Never losing time |
| As I go down, down~ |
| I rise up! |
| I’m empty, fill me if you can |
| You can fill a woman full of child, |
| Plant a forest full with trees, |
| But how do you fill a man? |
| How do you fill a man? |
| I’m wounded heal me if you please; |
| We bleed inside each others wounds |
| Straight from the cradle to the tomb |
| I’m down on bended knees |
| Down on bended knees |
| I go down, down~ |
| I rise up |
| I, I, rise up |
| I’m falling watch out down below |
| I am soaring through the air |
| It’s a very abstract feeling and |
| I don’t know where I land, I don’t know |
| As I go down down~ |
| Catch me if you can… |