The Fall

Make me real
Breathe into me
Allow me to feel
Just let me see

Understand
Bring no pain
Take my hand
Dry the rain

Let it out
Yet take it in
Scream and shout
With deadly sin

Fuel your fire
Steal my breath
Conquer desire
You've cheated death

Bring me back
In a telephone call
Pick up the slack
And prepare for the fall