Circling

Didn’t pack a parachute I see, I see
And jumping out seems so tempting right here
We fell too fast
Don’t look down
It’s hard to grasp
Whatever will we do?
Nothing left to choose
It seems, it looks like we’re landing on the bus
Take us down slow
Now we’re circling in the sky
As always, so
It seems, it looks like we’re landing on the bus
Take us down slow
Now we’re circling in the sky
As always, so