Singles

  

Falling Sky

Written by: Martin Zellar

Lyrics


I know right now things don’t seem bad
You don’t understand what it is that makes me so sad
Well, either do I, hard as I try
It eludes me

Please believe me when I say it’s not you
It’s nothing you said, there’s nothing you can do
It’s just deep-seated fears of uncertain years
That haunt me

I grew up under a falling sky
Trying not to make waves, trying hard not to cry
Long summer days, wound up so tight
It’s a hundred degrees
We’re sitting on dynamite

Uncertain years, they took their toll
Left behind this scared, sad soul
Afraid of bad news and all I could lose
In an instant

Everyday I forget a little more
Let a few more ghosts drift out that door
There were minor crimes, but given the times
All’s forgiven

We were sailing on an unsteady ship
Staying perfectly still so nothing would tip
So afraid and all I could think is that I’d be the weight
That would cause this boat to sink

I grew up under a falling sky
Trying not to make waves, trying hard not to cry
Long summer days, wound up so tight
It’s a hundred degrees
We’re sitting on dynamite
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