The Waydown

On the way down, they saw a lot they don't remember

And if you asked them how, they couldn't say how they got there

And if you want them now, you could just pull on the lever

And say, "I'm hung up on gravity"

You move your mouth and you start to talk

You close your eyes and then lose the thought

What's mine is mine, and what's yours

You probably got and we all fall

On the way down, they saw a lot they don't remember

And if you asked them how, they'd say that gravity's how they got there

And if you want them now, you could just pull on the lever

And say, "I'm hung up on this decade"

They found some shelves on a school's sand house

They created pagers to collect all their calls

What's mine is mine, and what's yours

And we all always fall, and we fall