I'm sorry Kipling
I haven't met triumph
Should I address it with the same antipahty that I approach disaster with?
I will be waiting
still impatient with my dead imagination

I hear the pounding
of my ever coming fate
I need the release
before I go away

the pain will all end soon
this white lady is going to save me
I hear your laughter while jumping out of the plane
It takes 8 seconds to jump and 30 minutes to fall
I fall farther everyday

I hear the pounding
of my ever coming fate
I need the release
before I go away