I walk upon Earth thinking,
is this how I live life from the first and last of my heart's beating?
Do we have a choice? I said 'no'.
Was it worth it? My answer is 'I don't know'.
We are to live and die,
and that won't change even if we cry.
The burden of life grows heavy,
pulling me down as strong as gravity.
I walk upon Earth thinking,
there is more to life than dying.
Oh, darling what I meant is loving.
Gravity pulls heavy, to that one fatal feeling.
