When I Fall
I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
but the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
Nine-Point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees
I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me If I fall?
My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
Hand on to your wallet, hand on to your rings
Can't look below me, or something might throw me
Curse at the windstorms that October brings
I look in the boardroom;a modern pharoah's tomb
I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive
I wish I could step from this scaffold
Onto soft green pastures, shoppng malls, or a bed
With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's
Dead
I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me If I fall?
Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease
But painting's creating, and I'm just erasing
A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece
I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me If I fall?
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