This doesn’t have a name, and neither do I
No sought after fame, Just tryna get by
For heaven I reach, my toe dipped in hell,
Face down on the beach as I fall through the swell
Dropped from the clouds I thought that I
Was destined to more than the world could provide
Make my reflection, I sit and stare
At all I am not.
I’m left with a choice, I’d rather not make
To open my voice, or to drown in the shade
With the others who gave
Their freedom away.
Dropped from the clouds I thought that I
Was destined to more than the world could provide
Make my reflection, I sit and stare
At all I’ve become.
(Drop from the clouds, see all I am not
Like the rain falls on the ground.)
Drop from the clouds, now I decide,
Whether I’ll fall to the earth where I’ll dry
Or will I glide, like the first snow.
We must all precipitate – how will you fall?
Lyrics Submitted by Zoe