Where you fall is where you land
A picture of our fallen stands
Shining lights and darken skies
To shining lights in weaker eyes.

All your lives and inventory
Nothing is explanatory
How you wanted her to shout
It's how you fall not land that always counts.

Wash the spit from off your clothes
And wash the memory of those
Who put their juice upon your spine
Forget i can, my life is fine.

Shaking colder in the stake
Interaction with the ache
Magazines of lovely girls
Living life for paper thrills.

A part of you is ill
Some bits you can fill
It's part of a change you won't see
I don't know how to breathe
I've started so i'll freeze.

Time is all made up of lines
Some lines that way above you climbs
Others you can twist and bend
But who wants twisted lines for friends.

Ones that grasp are never taught
Influence is less ??
Higher lines are have not free
It's how you fall not land that counts with me.

A part of you is ill
Some bits you can fill
It's part of a change you won't see
I don't know how to breathe
I've started so i'll freeze.

Are you brave enough to see?