Jumping feels like flying til you hit the ground

I’m slowly but surely slipping into an eternity of sadness. I’ve lost all interest in all of what once was my passions. Cooking, bowling, working on vehicles, even mingling with a group of friends.

I’ve lost interest in life. Nothing feels good. Everything’s wrong. Nothing feels right anymore.

I’m slowly tearing away. Pieces of me are frail and falling. I can’t seem to make them stay. You’ve run away. Faster and faster Now you can’t seem to get away.

In the life of the wrong
Love lingered on
Love lingered on to frustrations
If our love is so wrong
What should we do alone
Or am I just a picture in some photographs

Why am I stuck in this pantamine
Fearing The God who died
One who would not deny lovers
And I don’t care what you say
If what you need is your faith
Then take a look at my face and know that

Until your rapture
Falls to pieces
Until your rapture
Falls to pieces
Find in me
Room to breathe
And learn simple things
Like suffering

Life has gone this way
Love had gone astray

Still in the life of the wrong
Love moved along
Another life evolved to gestation
And so we made our way
With the mistake we made
But I was just a picture from a photograph

So she walked in the baby’s room
Knowing what she would do
Leaves me in absolute horror
She put her hands on his lips
And gave him one last kiss
And sang some tune that went

Until your rapture
Falls to pieces
Until your rapture
Falls to pieces

Find in me
Room to breathe
Such sinful things
Like suffering

And I would and I would, destroy your god
Yes I would if I could destroy your god
Because you’re born again
Until you’re worn again
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
But, if this must be then burn with me
Anything
Just don’t leave
So find in me the room to breathe
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces