The sun could swallow me whole,
and I'd still think of you.
The moon could disappear,
and I'd still feel like I'm falling.
It's as unlikely as a tear my soul sheds, shreds.
Take away my wisdom,
And I'd still feel like I'm falling
With my feet suspended in the air, I'll plummet to the ground,
Like a plane that's been shot down to the ground
In the grand scheme of it all,
I rip away your hands, beg you to stay,
I feel it so deeply,
My shadow still remains, And I'll reach out towards you.
I feel like I'm floating
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 6:42 PM UTC
The sun could swallow me whole,
and I'd still think of you.
The moon could disappear,
and I'd still feel like I'm falling.
It's as unlikely as a tear my soul sheds, shreds.
Take away my wisdom,
And I'd still feel like I'm falling
With my feet suspended in the air, I'll plummet to the ground,
Like a plane that's been shot down to the ground
In the grand scheme of it all,
I rip away your hands, beg you to stay,
I feel it so deeply,
My shadow still remains, And I'll reach out towards you.
I feel like I'm floating