Every day, you crawl into the night a fallen angel, with your wings set alight when you hit the ground, everything turns to blue I can't get through the smoke, that's surrounding you
'cause when you're falling I can't tell which way is down and when you're screaming somehow I don't hear a sound and when you're seeing things then your feet dont touch the ground 'cause when you're falling I can't tell which way is down
I can see through the clouds, I can walk right through the walls Hang me off the ceiling, but I can't take the fall should I cross the river, when I may get swept away out there on the water, you can still see me wave
'cause when you're falling I can't tell which way is down when you're falling I can't tell which way is down
I can see all those things My feet don't touch the ground..
'cause when you're falling I can't tell which way is down and when you're screaming somehow I don't hear a sound and when you're seeing things then your feet don't touch the ground 'cause when you're falling I can't tell which way is down
and when you're screaming somehow I don't hear a sound