11 The Drop

moving down the fuselage 
 toward the open door 
 catch you looking down outside 
 to see what lies ahead 

 one by one 
 you watch them fall 
 fall through cloud 
 one by one 
 you watch them fall 
 no idea where they're going 
 but down 

 where they've gone 
 where they've gone 

 watching as the sun goes down 
 i sit inside this plane 
 notice how the city lights 
 are like the nerves inside the brain 

 one by one 
 they're going out 
 you watch them dim 

 one by one 

 you watch them fall 
 and wonder where they're falling to