Once was a man 
Who consumed his place and time,
He thought nothing could touch him,
But here and now it's a different storyline
Like the straw he is clutching.

Why has the sky turned grey?
Hard to my face and cold on my shoulder
And why has my life gone astray?
Scarred by disgrace, I know that it's over,

Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

Howl at the [bad word] past my lonely head.
Caught inside its own motion.
How I wish it was somebody else instead
Howling at all this corrosion.

Why did the [bad word] dry?
Laugh in my face, so pleased to desert me.
Why do the [bad word] barbs fly?
Now when disgrace can no longer hurt me.

Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

You see I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

You see I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

I don't know.... Why...
I don't know, here I go.