Approximately half way down the steepest hill
You think you've had your share of stumbles until
The wind blows in your eyes
And then you fall
Approximately half way 'round your own good will
You think you're movin' safe in circles until
There's music in the air
And then you fall
And then you fall
And then you fall
And then you fall
And then you fall
You win some, you chose some
And then you fall
Uncalculated incidents become your life
Just like the shifting clouds it changes with light
Your eyes fixed on the line
And then you fall
And the you fall
And then you fall
And then you fall
And then you fall
You didn't come prepared for this
Your gard is low your arms amiss
The ache is warm and merciless
You just need to rest,
you just need to rest
And then you fall.