Something I'll always remember is the relief of letting go
And the panic of falling after
All I had was holding on
And now it's just air wind, and it whistles
It whistles in my ears, making my thoughts seem louder
Did I time it right
Should I have
I'll never know now will I
The ground rushes from below and I'm not sure if it's soft enough will someone catch me will someone see me hello it seems I'm on my own I can scream but the wind takes my voice and puts it in its pocket pats it and that's when I realise I am screaming
I'm not falling and I'm actually just in the meadow dreaming about letting go
and the flowers wave from side to side their whispers reaching me
Crazy that one she is
My heart was racing but now it has stopped, and I realize
I realize I've just made a fool, and the fool is me