In a tiny photograph
That I keep inside my hat
Was a week after we met
I still know you just like that
When you were falling
In a harder overgrown
I still like to be alone
Though we left for different ways
There's a part that still remains
From when I was falling
When I was falling
In a palace made of glass
I awake in different lands
And in every one I am
Just the same, but different
And I'm always falling
I'm always falling
Always falling