nyc songwriter
nothing comes to mind.
Lyrics
Richard handwerk-5.16.2019
Fall
Fall before you walk
talk before you think
Upon the end
A love so rare
The band arrives
For the show
The audience expected more
What goes up must come down
Rolling over making no sound
What falls down will rise up
Floating free to the top
the band arrived at 10 to 6
the sun goes down
a fond farewell
What goes up must come down
Playing dead making no sound
What falls down will rise up
Floating cream to the top
