Sunday, 20 April 2014

Falling to Fly Again...


I’m standing on a ledge

I’m afraid I’m too close to the edge

My hands are quite weary

And my grip just got slippery

From all the sweat, and tears I shed

It’s only a matter of time now

Before I’m all left to gravity

Well I’m resigned to that fate

It may well be for the best

I hope it happens real slowly

So there’s still a chance you’ll catch me

But oh that there is the irony

That the fall is what it will take

If you’re ever to notice my agony

It’s sadly inevitable this break 

If I’m ever to reach my destiny