You stood on the brink of a perilous youth
As all of us smiled and sat in the booth
There was no way to see
All the valleys there’d be
In your climb.

You stared into flame, into sun, into snow,
At anything brighter the wide world could show
You were eager to taste
All the limits of space
And of time.

That’s when I picture your mind fallen down,
Your mind fallen down
Oh, reaching you would be impossible now
You are here but nowhere to be found.

I saw you in autumn; you’d taken a fall
Some part of you broken and ready to brawl
With your brother
Another night tasted
Another day wasted
Another bird basted without you.

That’s when I picture your mind fallen down,
Your mind fallen down
Oh, reaching you would be impossible now
You are here but nowhere to be found.

Sometimes when I’m driving or taking a train
And I see we’re traversing some hilly terrain
It’s not vertigo, really, but in my mind’s eye
I can see myself tumbling out of the sky
In the metal cage, rolling as swiftly as gravity
Chooses to lift me and memories rapidly
Rush to the surface as the surface
Rushes to meet me.

And it’s only a daydream, a vision, a fear, or
Perhaps it’s apocalypse hurtling nearer.
Subliminal mirror grows cloudy and clearer
Subliminal mirror grows cloudy and clearer
Subliminal mirror grows cloudy and clearer
To me.

That’s when I picture my mind fallen down.