I only gain a little distance when I fall
How did I become a molecule
In the concrete of this city
Indifferent to my endless motion
In a space too small to see
Nonetheless expected to be
I only get a little attention when I fall
Look at me I'm falling for you
I'm tired of telling myself it's OK
This sick and tired of the turns the world takes
And the people that it makes us be
And lately it appears to me that
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