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I don't fall slow like I used to
I fall straight down
You've stolen my air catcher
That kept me safe and sound
My parachutes will guide me
Safely to ground
But now my cord's not working
And I see you staring me down
I won't fall in
Love with falling
I will try to avoid
Those eyes, oh
I think you would be
The moon in a pretty contest
And the moon just happened to be
The very first thing that I miss
