Falling (BBC Proms at the Royal Albert Hall)

Florence + The Machine, Jules Buckley
Album : Symphony of Lungs - BBC Proms at the Royal Albert Hall
Composition : Florence Welch, Isabella Summers
Composing : Florence Welch, Isabella Summers

I've fallen out of favor
And I've fallen from grace
Fallen out of trees
And I've fallen on my face
Fallen out of taxis
Out of windows too
Fell in your opinion
When I fell in love with you
Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh,
ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh,
ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Sometimes I wish for falling
Wish for the release
Wish for falling through the air
To give me some relief
Because falling is not the problem
When I'm falling I'm at peace
It's only when I hit the ground
It causes all the grief
Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh,
ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh,
ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
This is a song for a scribbled out name
And my love keeps writing again and again
This is a song for a scribbled out namе
And my love keeps writing again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again and again and again
And again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
I'll dance myself up
Drunk mysеlf down
Found people to love
Left people to drown
I'm not scared to jump
I'm not scared to fall
If there was nowhere to land
I wouldn't be scared
At all
At all
At all
At all
Fall
Fall
Sometimes I wish for falling
Wish for the release
Wish for falling through the air
To give me some relief
Because falling is not the problem
When I'm falling I'm at peace
It's only when I hit the ground
It causes all the grief
Thank you so much, goodnight