If you close your eyes 
You'll see through my winner disguise 
And I'll hold your hand 
You're falling all over again 

It takes so long 
It takes so long 
 [bad word] over the edge of a curve 
Now free-falling till the end of the world 
Lost in focus of reality's blur  [bad word] alone 

But you know 
You've seen through me 
Inside another branch of the tree 
And I'll never leave 
I'll find you everything you need 
It takes so long 
It takes so long 
 [bad word] over the edge of a curve 
Now free-falling till the end of the world 
Lost in focus of reality's blur  [bad word] alone 

But you know 
You'll see 
That you're falling from the edge of the world 
But you know 
Don't believe 
That you're falling from the edge of the world 

It takes so long 
It takes so long 
 [bad word] over the edge of a curve 
Now free-falling till the end of the world 
Lost in focus of reality's blur  [bad word] alone 
(repeat)