The Parachute – Cajun Dance Party – letras

I’m falling, I’m falling I’m falling tight,I’m a dreamy, dreamy kite,My parachute has hit the ground and I am left falling down,So I look up at the sky, to try and see what I’ll leave behind,But all I see is clouds of school,And all I see is clouds of fools,Please remember my voice.Please remember my words,I sing a song I know very well inside my falling head,As long as I am living now, I can still follow my dream somehow,Then I look right up at the sky, just to see what I’ll leave behind,And all I see is clouds of hate,They form into the shape of hate.Please remember my voice.Please remember my words.I’ll hold my head high, until I touch the ground,This word is chilling; well at least I made a sound,The city seemed so beautiful to me,No I know that’s because I can’t entirely see,I’m about to hit the ground….