- cifra
Before you jump you wear the frown
of someone who is stalling
There's no up there's only down
The other fear of falling
All you need to do is take
One step into the sky
Give yourself to gravity
Give death another try
In free fall, free fall
The wind'll take your frightened face
And force your mouth to smile
While destiny is on your case
The gods look up your file
The clouds are coming at you
Like a host of angels wings
For thirty seconds of freedom squared
You've cut the puppet strings
In free fall, free fall
