It’s Like Falling

You’d think that I’d stop falling

I mean, it’s really quite a hazard

but I can’t seem to stop tripping and falling

like I’m wearing clown shoes on two left feet

I think it’s gotten to the point

where I’m really just going cliff diving

and I must not have hit the water yet

because I think I’m only falling faster

This is the tallest cliff I’ve ever been on if that’s the case

so maybe I’m diving from Mount Everest

but I wonder when I’ll hit terminal velocity

or if I’ve just broken physics

Maybe I’m actually skydiving

from a really high-up plane

and I guess my parachute just doesn’t work

because it probably would’ve opened by now

I don’t think that I really mind

it’s actually pretty exhilarating

I feel like I’m flying

and my stomach is doing cool flips

even if the rest of me doesn’t have the talent

I think I must be in space

where there’s no oxygen or gravity

I mean, it makes the most sense

you’ve taken all my breath away

and I still haven’t stopped falling for you