Every day, you crawl into the night   a fallen angel, with your wings set alight   when you hit the ground, everything turns to blue   I can't get through the smoke, that's surrounding you      'cause when you're falling   I can't tell which way is down   and when you're screaming   somehow I don't hear a sound   and when you're seeing things   then your feet dont touch the ground   'cause when you're falling   I can't tell which way is down      I can see through the clouds, I can walk right through the walls   Hang me off the ceiling, but I can't take the fall   should I cross the river, when I may get swept away   out there on the water, you can still see me wave      'cause when you're falling   I can't tell which way is down   when you're falling   I can't tell which way is down      I can see all those things   My feet don't touch the ground..      'cause when you're falling   I can't tell which way is down   and when you're screaming   somehow I don't hear a sound   and when you're seeing things   then your feet don't touch the ground   'cause when you're falling   I can't tell which way is down      and when you're screaming   somehow I don't hear a sound