Falling

I'm flying,
I'm falling,
I'm reaching,
But still crawling.

The world is full of hurtful things,
The boy who laughs at the little girl who sings.
But whatever would the little girl do, if she didn't have wings.
To kill the fool.

I'm flying,
I'm falling,
I'm crying,
I'm drowning,
But never quite touching the ground.

The movie star who's never complete,
The poor woman with too many kids to feed.
The poverty, the Aids, the sex, the killing sprees.
It's enough to make you fall to your knees.

I'm slipping,
Railing out of reach.
Losing my mind,
But sane enough to preach.

The world is filled with very cruel things,
The boy who laughs at the little girl who sings.
The movie star who's never complete.
The woman with too many kids to feed.

Hold on to your life.
Hold on to your dreams.
Stay away from the edge of the knife,
For nothing is as what it seems.