Comedown

Ride high alone,
So good it is,
I'm in control,
Hands at the helm,
So sweet to be I'll always know

That when it seems I reach the top,
I fill my lungs and taste the air.
I know the time will come around,
For in the end we'll still be coming down.

Find me a pill,
If only so I can remain,
Drink till I'm gone,
And when I wake I'll start again.

And then it seems I reach the top,
I fill my lungs and taste the air,
So good it is to be around,
But in the end we'll still be coming down . . . . . . . .
Coming down. . . .

mid

I fear my fate,
I'll touch the sun but still I shake,
Foundations gone,
Too much too do that I've not done.

And though it seems I'm coming up,
To fill my lungs and taste the air,
My feet remain upon the ground,
For in the end we'll all be coming down.