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She was jumping,
Your heart was leaping.
It was truly amazing,
The way your eyes were shining,
When Malon said, 'You can keep her.'
Soon you were soaring,
Her mane was blowing.
You were sure that,
Your feet never would,
Touch the ground.
Why call it falling?
When it was just like flying?
Why they called it falling,
You didn't know.
There was action,
There was laughter,
The first few weeks after.
She could just,
Understand,
The need to find your friends.
It just seemed like flying,
Why call it falling?
Why they called it falling?
You didn't know.
You can't win your life,
Playing in the clouds,
Sooner or later,
You've gotta come down.
...........
It was like a knife...
Through your heart.
When it just came apart.
Just as soon as,
You were told,
She was gone.
It was a pit,
It was a cave.
It was kind of like a grave.
When you,
Could not find her.
At first it felt like flying.
Why they call it falling,
Why I called it falling,
Now you know.
You don't run.
You don't play.
You just search every day.
You miss her,
Every day.
I don't seem to know the way.
Nothing can change,
How much you miss her.
It's a tomb,
It's a cave,
Call it a grave.
As the hole,
In your heart,
Widens.
It's why they called it falling,
And why I called it falling.
Why I called it falling,
Now you know....
