The Fall

well bring me something new, that i haven’t felt before
like messages of love and directions to your door
but please talk slowly, I don’t hear good anymore
and we all fall down, yeah we all fall down

Don’t die on me lady, only good things can come
to those who practice reason, and recognize good fun
your absence is the bullet the past is your gun
and we all fall down

well, she doesn’t answer, though she knows that shes done wrong,
we buried the memories, along with the songs,
when she wakes up, I hope that we are gone,
and we all fall down

there’s a visitor in black at my neighbors house,
my neighbor says tomorrow the visitor says now,
when he comes here, please tell him that I’m out
and we all fall down

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