The Things We Leave Behind

So we got from here to there
A sudden drop through lighter air
And I recall a fired flare
That disappeared to dark

A balance tugged by its own weight
Hard not to overcompensate
A wishing left to dissipate
An end before a start

We fall and fall
Both up and down
And no one here will hear
When we hit the ground

In retrospect, yes I confess
I took a road traveled less
A runaway runway I guess
Digging for what's lost

So I will sift through what's still here
Momentos from a warmer year
And hope the blur can fade to clear
A traveled road now crossed

We fall and fall
Both up and down
And no one here will hear
When we hit the ground

And I rewind
A place in mind
And put away the things
We had to leave behind

We fall and fall
Both up and down
And no one here will hear
When we hit
We fall and fall
Both up and down
And no one here will hear
When we hit the ground

So we got from here to there
A sudden drop through lighter air
And I recall a fired flare