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You know I want to live, I never want to die at all
But if I must, I want to find an easy way to fall
I try to never tell a lie, the few I tell are small
So that if I ever slip, I’ll have an easy way to fall

Falling to the ground
Falling to the ground

Some animal that’s cornered with their back against a wall
Is only trying to find themselves an easy way to fall
There’s someone with their private cross; along the ground they crawl
They’re searching in their garden for an easy way to fall

Wise men with their eyes shut tight in answer to the call,
Will quietly say there never was an easy way to fall
But fools with eyes wide open and not much else at all
Will effortlessly demonstrate an easy way to fall