I am falling
I am falling
Crashing and burning, falling and spinning.
Here I am waiting, waiting for you to save me.
I am like the mighty hero, flying though the sky smashing into anything that may dare get into my path. Mighty and fierce. Ready to do battle. Strong and ready to withstand the strongest blow.
But then, I am not. I am battle weary. I am torn and weak, weary of the fight. Ready to give up. But the end is in site. I am waiting for the final scene.
Waiting for the rescue.
So here I float, searching for your hand, will it reach through the fog?
Suspended in limbo all I see is chaos and ruin.
Blades of light pierce the fog, soft glowing fingers of life and light, shattering the cold.
Bringing calm to the chaos, light to the dark, piercing the fog.
And there in the midst of the hope, your hand pierces through, fingers outstretched
waiting for my hand to reach out and be rescued.
So here I wait.
In limbo
For the superman rescue
