I dont need an apple to fall on my head
never a need for a wake up call
to understand the prison cell
the effect this planet has on me.

It drags me down, and holds me still.
What I wouldnt give to be able to fly
Yeah, to be weightless, and free.
I think Ive finally found a meaning.

As I try to grasp my falling heart.
Its slips and falls onto the floor.
A little harder this time than before.
Perhaps its safe down there in pieces.

yet no matter how strong I get
or how close you seem to be
the force I exirt onto you
wont bring you running back to me.

and as my life breaks,
and sends me to my knees.
I never read the fine print.
Warning, objects effected by gravity.

It always ends up the same.
The large over take the small
trapped helpless in waiting
we are all so very pitiful.

Little bursts of light in time and space
like the stars that died out years before
No one could possibly win the human race
but we all manage to find our place in line.
yeah we all find a way to burn out just fine.