FALLING

Maybe when I fall in love and it’s not the thing that I dreamed of
Maybe what I love is the falling
Maybe I’m not what others want, here alone at the waterfront
Maybe what I love is the falling
I always thought, ready or not, that by now I would have found you
But alas, my looking glass Simply says that night is falling
Yes, the night is falling, yes, the night calling

The falling rain, the falling snow, the falling cherry blossoms know
There’s no way now to keep my soul from falling
Counting sheep, with every leap, now I pray my soul to keep, even when I sleep I am falling
I always hoped, though the table was sloped
That the cards would fall my way
But I was wrong and the tragic, sad song is now here, I fear, to stay
Yes, the night is calling, yes, the night is falling

Empires that could never last, kings and kingdoms of the past
What’s gone is gone and yet they’re still calling
Across the universe somewhere
A sun burns out, there’s nothing’s there
We wish upon that star, it’s falling
I always thought, ready or not, that by now I would have found you
But alas, my looking glass, simply says that night is falling
It seems we’re always falling, yes, we are falling

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

FALLING