Falling

I think I’ve run myself into the wall

These foolish games aren’t any fun at all

Who is standing there with a deadpan stare

A shovel in one hand, regret in the other

I thought I’d dig myself a deep, deep well

But it turns out now, I dug myself a grave

I’m falling... but You welcome me back to the fold

I’ve come a ways from where I stood

Funny thing is, I’ve barely walked at all

Who’s hanging there with redemption’s stare