Falling
Falling falling ever faster,
If and why and how has past us.
Falling through eternity,
But these are simply sights to see.
Auburn, golden, beauty brown,
A golden mist and sprinkle shower,
Baby green,
Copper tones,
And glistening snows,
Mean nothing to me.
Even faster here we go,
Little do we know,
It's our own fault.
Bow ties and threads of silk,
Ribbons wrapped in locks of hair,
But we go nowhere.
Now winds soaring through your hair,
Can I ask you, are you scared?
If all we have to fear is fear,
Than how do we feel about creeping years?
Tear drops, rain drops,
All the same to me.
Rain fall, we fall, different things,
The only things.
You could know the world and nothing less,
But care of nothing more.
Wind blows, we go, along the beaten path,
Soaring, we think, but we're under our own attack.
Save, save, save us all, impossible you say,
But that's because it's really true,
Unless we start today.