David Byrne
If It Falls, It Falls
And so don't pretend that this isn't what you wanted to come true
If it falls, it falls and it rains all around, and it's because of you
Things that you were were made to do, things put inside, things flow through you
And I feel like I'm being burned by the evil that formed you
And I feel like I couldn't ever be good without you
I feel like didn't I try, didn't I, didn't I strip for your eye, for your gaze and your sigh
To find in my life, in my body and mine was you
The stem, the flower and fruit, and to you it was denial
One of your lies
And when the chances are given
Darling, didn't I fly, open it, rip it up
What I had, what I had
Didn't I fly, opеn it, rip it up
Didn't I say, didn't I call, didn't I rail my voice of it all
Couldn't you hear, couldn't you reach
Cross thе sky, peel my hands off my cheek
Peeling my hands, my hands, my face, my face is yours