The moon is shining on your face,
Take it slow, it's not a race,
The water's waiting far below,
Waiting, waiting, not long to go.
One step closer, now two and three,
Your mind is set, come near to me,
The ground is moving from your feet,
Coming, coming, We're soon to meet.
Gracefully falling from the sky,
I've got you now, no need to cry,
The wind is blowing through your hair,
Further, further, almost there.
The rock is closer, in your way,
You hope this is the painless way,
The rock gives you a forceful blast,
Crashing, crashing, you're here at last.
I feel your soul inside of me,
Together we'll forever be,
Now there's no need for you to grieve,
Holding, holding, I'll never leave.
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