Bush — Falling Away

Searching for The best part of myself, still looking You're always someone else We change like colours in the wind There'll always be a could have been Always be another We're falling away Falling away still You do it for the fun You do it for the fun And the thrills We stay strong When there is too much to lose There is no life Without spirit, spirit The red sky bleeds The light just falls across your face and We're falling away Falling away still (falling) You do it for the fun You do it for the fun And the thrills (falling) It's falling away Falling away still (falling) Don't fade on me Don't fade on me Don't slide We build perfect machines We build perfect machines We build machines we think are perfect We build perfect machines We build perfect machines We build machines we think are perfect We're falling away Falling away still (falling) You do it for the fun You do it for the fun And the thrills I am falling, I am falling I am falling away I am falling, I am falling I am falling away