ooh it's falling and it feels so good

I'm standing there as the day falls down they will disappear no one's by your side here there floating tell me where to sign all the lights are falling like the leaves

I'm on a star the day will miss in warming sheets the devotee has his side holding hands and you're on me and stay

I'm falling you are the origin of all things

am I god holding a vexillum of victory all the skies are telling me the same old mystery

and I'm praying something I can't own and die baby can't you fall always shining with my own gold I am faulty

play with me play with me play