yes i am falling
the cup your holding in your hand
the things you think you understand
i don’t think you know what i came here for
the things you think and tell yourself
the thoughts you can’t keep to yourself
everything is just as you planned
and when you see what you have done
when you try and hide and run
it just lets me know where i stand
falling
yes i am falling
falling in and out of love
once again
calling
yes i am calling
in a voice
that you can’t understand
lots and lots of paragraphs
you make sure to keep the stamps
you never know where you might be
but calling, calling to myself
i can see there’s no one else
you helped me to understand
nights and nights and days and days
you’ve shown me there’s so many ways
to still feel yourself and feel her too
stalling
yes i am stalling
running up and down
the avenue
bawling
yes i am bawling
but the tears i cry
are not for you
so, i think i got this right
you don’t have to put up a fight
i am here and so are you
the answer and the answer man
never took the time to understand
to open me up and take a look
cause i am not an open book
and you can keep the things you took
i don’t think need them anyway
falling
yes i am falling
out of love
and into the day
calling
yes i am calling
to myself
and the answer is okay
Ooooo I know that feeling, my friend.
it’s funny, k, i kinda thought it was a happy song. but, someone else commented about the pain. i guess the tune i had in my head while writing it was upbeat and maybe that hid the pain. or at least colored it.
It’s bittersweet. I didn’t necessarily think it was pain-pure…
Hm. This is very pretty.
I imagine the music for this song rich with major sevenths, half steps, and ninths. Not too dissonant, but certainly interesting. I definitely imagine the melody sung by a high tenor.
;) i appreciate the attention to the piece, chromatic… score it.