The little leaf hits the ground softly falls
Floats itself back down to be in rest
May I ask you now what could be left?

I might as well be falling hard
Might as well be guided by the stars
Though holding up I'm looking out
Gaining a feel for what surrounds

The little leaf stares in disbelief, silence now
well the world's spinning 'round it again
May I ask for these chains to come down

I might as well be falling hard
Might as well be guided by the stars
Though holding up I'm looking out
Gaining a feel for what surrounds

The silence dwells as the wind repeats
Quiet gust or just another cosmic mystery?
Water falls its back again anything else is seen as sin

I might as well be falling hard
Might as well be guided by the stars
Though holding up I'm looking out
Gaining a feel for what surrounds
Maybe I'm just seeing if I know what's around