Faller
Nathan Colberg
I am faller
Down when caller
Who is cradling the leaves
I shift like autumn through the solemn
Song that feeds the breeze
Even though I fall
I won't touch the ground
White wind autumn
No such thing as
Falling out of sight cuz
We are infinate, glory we are
Lighter than the sun
Even though I fall
I won't touch the ground
I won't touch the ground
