The Drop

Must one drop
To see
Must one drop
To grow
Continuous climb
Wears me down
I drop
Down

Where the edge of the light
Disappears to the shadows
Where the young ones get lost
Where the inexperienced
Die of freezing cold
I see the cliff hiding in sight
One wrong step to right
And the fall will begin

The ghosts of past lives
Reflections in everyday routines
A drop of nauseating substance
A bottle of overabundance
I drop remains of my hopes
Mere ashes of my dreams
I drop and fall down
Bluntly I am hurt

Slipping down
The grasp weakens
The very next day
Looks dull and bleak

Souls of trees
Go up, then down
Learn, I must
Yet I don't know how



Credits
Writer(s): Mika Mäkinen
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