Just when I thought being was becoming simple, and I’ve exhausted new words to make use of
Before, I’d just open my mouth and let the right words fall out
I’d collect them from the linoleum floor and piece them together in a collage in my garage
These days it’s not so easy to please me. I’ve lost all my clout and I’m drunk with doubt
But maybe it’s not what it seems to be and I’m falling to rise
I’m walking on hands and knees and I’m falling to rise
I’ll soon seem much taller... I’m falling to rise
So I’ll speak much softer now. Won’t you sing with me please, please sing along
I’ve grown tired of singing my own songs
These days it’s not so easy to please me. a choir of gangsters, a carload of pranksters, blasting blaspheme, laughing loudly, but maybe it’s not what it seems to be and I’m falling to rise

My days getting shorter, my week is confused, I’m feeling used I’m falling for you
I’ve lost all my pride, I’m in love with a lie and I’m so high I’m never gonna die
This is all part of destiny and it’s got the best of me and now I must carry on with what’s left of me
Just catch me I’m falling, don’t catch me I’m falling don’t break my fall just break my fall
I’m falling to rise