Free falling oh now where do i begin
Free falling ‘till the birds forget to sing
But i found you in a crowd of anguish
Standing on a solid ground

So [bad word] like you’re holding onto something
Like you’ve been in love with me for centuries

Singing hang around for me
You’ve got to hang around for me
If i’m gonna hang around for you

Much better now lets take a look around
Much better now as if i’m fine somehow
Since i found you like a riddle answered
Over the divine brigade

What was all the pain for
Well, [bad word] if i know
And how much do i have in store [bad word] if i know now i just don’t know