Friday, May 07, 2010

Far From And Falling Faster

One in a million says you’re feeling good,

And everyone says you really should

One hundred in counting but I’m not counting

Because none of them are really listening


You walk along, wishing for just one to hold

You grow distant from those who used to mold

They shout and they yell, and try to give you a hand

But alone in this land do you now stand


She ran up the mountains, while he sunk in the sea

And they will never have a chance to truly be

They went off to love, instead of going off to war

And at the end of the day, they’re not keeping score


If you’re out there and bound, but still broken

Don’t you worry, your last words have yet to be spoken

And if you’re far from it, but still falling faster

Don’t worry, because I’ll save you from this disaster


Just open your eyes, and see it isn’t that bad

Still pretty good, but not the best you’ve ever had

And one hundred to one says that I’m coming back

But one million to one says that I won’t attack


Gather round everyone, and we’ll try to see

Place your bets ladies and gentlemen, what’ll it be?

Given an option where you can pick one of these three,

Which one will it always end up to be?


—A dream in which you don’t want to wake up

—A reality you wish would one-day stop

—A mixture of both where you don’t have a say

The game is rigged, but at least you got to play


If you’re out there and bound, but still broken

Don’t you worry, your last words have yet to be spoken

And if you’re far from it, but still falling faster

Don’t worry because I’ll save you from this disaster


Somewhere out there is a bush that’s burning

And it’s looking to talk to those who’re yearning

Somewhere out there is a lake of fire

And it grows ever bigger with the more we desire


One in a million says we’re feeling good

And nobody ever gets to say what they should

One hundred in counting, but I’m not keeping track

So who wants to bet that I can’t get you back?


Somewhere out there is a lake I can cross

Stand on the waves and never be lost

Somewhere out there is a bush that’s aflame

If you just listen, it’s calling your name


And if you’re out there and bound, but still broken

Don’t you worry, your last words have yet to be spoken

And if you’re far from it, but still falling faster

Don’t worry because I’ll save you from this disaster

Take my hand and I’ll save you from this disaster

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