There're so many ways to fall:
Like a leaf,
Graceful and meandering, gliding through the air
Like a rock,
Quick and intense, plunging towards the earth
Like a maple seed,
Dropping sharply, then dancing and twirling the rest of the way
Like the rain,
Incessant and constant, a perpetual barrage
Against everyone, everything

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

The earth seems to stop when the person you love, who is currently dating your best friend, asks you why you don't have a girlfriend. You need to scream, you need to run, you need to ******* breathe. But most of all, you just need to shrug and say "I don't know," and act like you haven't been phased.