Have I answered the question, who am I’?Hmmm.. Hmmm..Well, I confront it all the timeWe’re teaching people how to use their headThe uh, point is, in order to use your headYou have to go out of your mindYou have to go out of all of the, uh, the estheticsAnd all the ways in which you think”If it was colors and shapes, the imaginary‘Stead of all of this weight that we have to carryWould you be able to breathe?And if you could just find where that comfort residesNo distraction or movement that f**ks wit’ your mindWould you let them see?While beneath the ocean, I met with the captainWho sank to the floor on his shipAll of his passengers escaped to safetyBut he was not done with his tripHe looked up and smiled, asked me, how do you do?I told him, I’m losing my gripHe told me, son, if you want to hold onto yourselfThen let yourself slip
Fall, ooh.. Ooh.. Ooh..Fall, oh!FallOhh, it feels good to fallOoh.. Ooh.. Ooh.. Ooh..These puzzles are so hard to make into picturesOf something that they’ll understandThey could open their eyes, still be blind to the beautyBut march on the heart of this land, oo…Why don’t you turn around and go home?They invade your minds and then fill them with nonsenseThese things that a man doesn’t needTake out the love and the passion and hopeAnd they fill it with nothing but greedWhile floating through galaxies, they said I couldn’tI noticed how sad one can get‘Cause the ignorant mind is so peaceful, I findI can’t understand nothing no moreIf I jump, let me fall (yeah), ooh..If I jump, let me fall, ooh..FallOh, it feels good to fallOoh.. Ooh.. Ooh.. OohIf I jump, let me fall, ooh..
