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)
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
Iam falling away
I am falling
I am falling
I am falling away
