On the waydown they saw
A lot they don't remember
And if you asked them how
They couldn't say how they got there
And if you want them now
You could just pull on the lever
And say, "I'm hung up on gravity"

You move your mouth
And you start to talk
You close your eyes
And then lose the thought
What's mine is mine
And what's yours you probably got
And we all fall

On the waydown they saw
A lot they don't remember
And if you asked them how
They'd say gravity's how they got there
and if you want them now
You could just pull on the lever
And say, "I'm hung up on this decade"

They found some shelves
On a school's sand house
They created pagers
To collect all their calls
What's mine is mine
And what's yours
And we all always fall
And we fall