On Falling - Stina Nordenstam

All of us are falling

It’s in everything

Hold on to nothing

Don’t count on anything

The earth is falling too

It doesn’t stop at night

See this glass is falling

And no I’m not alright

Even the low are falling

Even the lying

All of us are going down

It’s not just the flying

You’re tall and you are skinny

Stunning when you sleep

Ecstasy and sadness

I almost couldn’t wash the sheets

Even you are falling

When you’re turning out the lights

Strange and lovely facts for us

Who cannot sleep at night

Even the brave are falling

Even the boring

All of us are going down so

Just try to ignore it

Even the streets are falling

Look at the houses

All of us are going down and

It’s not alright, no

The cars and the trucks are falling

The buses are kneeling

You’re shot and you’re going down so

Get used to the feeling