Once I was walking up this mountain
with two umbrellas in both of my eyes.
I got to her, she's standing
She's got a gigantic tear that's
been building up for years on her cheek.
And it's dehydrated all of her body
and her skin is withering, shivering.
The wind is picking up, and I scream, I love you,
as I see it, but the wind picks up every
letter, every syllable, and scatters it to the ocean,
but I love you, and again, my letters
and syllables are snatched from my lips and
slingshot round the edge of this cliff, and
I watched, I went to the edge and saw as the words
came smashing down on the barely visible
ground below and I thought to myself, shit,
it's a sign and I've been back in the following signs
so I thought I'm gonna jump and fuck it so
I turned to her I said goodbye I'm not suicidal
I just want to fly so I stepped my foot right off that
cliff and started feeling the wind
as I'm crawling on my face and through my fingers and
through my hair and on my crotch and round my
And I'm falling and then suddenly those umbrellas
come flying out my eyes like they were caught
And then suddenly I can see the ground is getting
closer and I'm falling and I'm falling
I'm standing on solid ground again.
That's what happens when you jump.
