Because falling's not the problem,
When I'm falling I'm at peace.
It's only when I hit the ground,
it causes all the grief.
I guess it's the weather or just the time of the year that makes me so twisty again.
Do you know that feeling you get when you've got tuns and tuns of things to do, but you just stay in the same place the entire day just nobbing and thinking about how you'd wish your life would be.
That's what I experience on sundays. The rest of the week I don't think and just fall, in and out of life, love, trees and sometimes windows too.
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