and I'm falling...
falling through city streets
and I'm falling through the places
where the past and future meets
I'm falling through lies
and stories I've been told
I'm falling through a truth
that my body couldn't hold
I'm falling through institutions
and every single belief
or they sort of fell past me
along with happiness and grief
and I'm falling through purposes
and the arms of the status quo
and though they sought to teach me
their reach in me wouldn't grow
I'm falling through ambition
and any badges of achievement
as I'm falling through the suburbs
and all other forms of berevement
Now I'm falling through the atmosphere
into outer space
far from this friendly planet
and every other state of grace
