The pulls

[00:04.43] Gravity, it makes no sense to me

[00:11.11] But it pulls me, just like you do

[00:19.10] The higher I am, the harder

[00:22.88] into ground I will slam

[00:25.65] It will kill me, it’ll be messy

[00:33.87] Here I am, planted on the ground

[00:40.36] and waiting,

[00:44.63] waiting for it to pull me

[00:50.39] (Verse 2)

[01:19.61] If my logic isn’t sound,

[01:22.99] what’s keeping our feet on the ground?

[01:26.61] An equation, or special occasion

[01:34.39] Don’t get me wrong,

[01:38.62] I’d rather be up in the clouds

[01:41.62] But I’d worry, about coming down

[01:49.52] Here we are, feeling worlds apart,

[01:56.51] yet sharing, the pull of gravity

[02:07.51] Is it wrong, is it wrong,

[02:21.50] to be pulled along, by a song

[02:35.29] By now, I should have it

[02:40.26] all figured out

[02:42.26] But you’ve pulled my outer space apart

[02:50.26] If gravity is embrace,

[02:53.52] and time the love we chase

[02:57.17] Well my darling, you must be a star

[03:05.14] Here I am, a meteoric stance

[03:11.76] as I give in, into the pulls