There is a place somewhere
And everything there falls.
It goes and goes and we don’t know
if it will ever hit the ground.
There's couches and tables and chandeliers.
There’s dogs and cats and zebras.
They fall and fall until they sleep forever.
This is a place of death but they all think of it in different ways.
The couches usually think of it as frightening,
up until their colors fade and they fall apart.
The dogs are excited for the fall.
It may take them by surprise but are happy with all the wind.
Most dogs will even welcome the sleep they never wake up from; for they know that everyone gets their turn for that sleep eventually.
So many things fall here but where do they go?
And everything there falls.
It goes and goes and we don’t know
if it will ever hit the ground.
There's couches and tables and chandeliers.
There’s dogs and cats and zebras.
They fall and fall until they sleep forever.
This is a place of death but they all think of it in different ways.
The couches usually think of it as frightening,
up until their colors fade and they fall apart.
The dogs are excited for the fall.
It may take them by surprise but are happy with all the wind.
Most dogs will even welcome the sleep they never wake up from; for they know that everyone gets their turn for that sleep eventually.
So many things fall here but where do they go?
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