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Theres something beautiful about falling

Page history last edited by Sakaki 14 years, 6 months ago

 

'There's something beautiful about falling'  is an insert song for Greyashe episode 25.

 

 

'There's something beautiful about falling.'

 

The red lines that grab my eyelids, yanking them up,

Are relentless signs that life as usual has failed.

 

But yet I can't help as smile

There's something familiar about this scene.

 

I keep thinking, as long as you're not with me, this is fine.

 

With a gentle sigh and shift of my shoulders,

I fall downward, past a door of yesterday, a window of opportunity.

 

I just couldn't take standing and waiting anymore.

So now let the winds blow softly east, until they cannot any more.

 

Please, don't join me.

I beg you, don't let your tears or words meet me when I hit rock bottom.

 

How many times, have I woken up

To find my room filled with nostalgic and frightening shapes?

 

I had 'fallen' asleep,

And yet again grabbed hold of my own lacking self conscious.

 

It's like being the last to show up at a party uninvited.

Not wanted and just in time to be late.

 

If I could become a single raindrop, rather than a downpour,

I'd fall somewhere, hopefully out of sight to support a flower that needs me.

 

But I already know, what I'm carrying is too heavy,

And I'd only trample anything I hold dear.

 

Yet the scenery as it rushes by to avoid being swept up,

Becomes a lullaby made up of visits to the beach and waves that lap the calves of my legs.

 

All of it so sickeningly nostalgic that I want to fall faster.

But yet, it's so pretty....so very pretty...

 

As I get lighter and lighter, I see a soft light.

It's weak, and ephemeral, like a wary smile.

 

If that's all you can muster for me, I'm eternally grateful.

You forgave, and even pretended to forget, the fact that I fall alone.

 

With a gentle sigh and shift of my shoulders,

I fall downward, past a door of yesterday, a window of opportunity.

 

Please, don't join me.

I beg you, don't let your tears or words meet me when I hit rock bottom.

 

Yet it's so pretty...so very pretty...

Flapping my arms in vain, slipping through the clouds like people through the cracks.

 

Promise me, that no matter how beautiful I become

That you'll avert your eyes just before the tragedy begins.

 

 

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