[Intro — soft, almost playful] I was fine. Really. Both feet on the ground, heart where it belonged. Then you held out your hand. And I thought— why not? [Verse 1] I wasn't looking for the sky, wasn't asking for a sign. You just smiled, I looked at you, and suddenly the edge looked beautiful. One hand over my heartbeat, one hand slipping into yours. You said nothing. Neither did I. We jumped. [Pre-Chorus] One step. One breath. One— God, I loved that feeling. [Chorus] Up, up, up, I flew with you. Higher than I ever meant to go. Wind in my hair, your laugh in my ear, and look at me— I'm flying. I'm flying. I'm— [small laugh] I was so stupidly happy. [Verse 2] Tiny lights beneath our feet, everything looked harmless then. Fear became a little dot somewhere far below my legs. And I thought, if your hand stays inside mine, I could live up here forever. Forever. Forever sounds funny now. [Pre-Chorus] Then the wind changed. Or you did. I don't know. I reached for your hand— and... nothing. [Chorus — music still bright] Down, down, down, I'm falling now. But look— the sky is still so pretty. Isn't that funny? My fingers keep reaching for you like they haven't understood yet. Silly little things. You were here. You were here. You were— [breath] Where are you? [Post-Chorus] Up. Down. Up. Down. You taught me both. How sweet of you. [Verse 3 — increasingly unstable] No, no, I'm fine. See? I'm smiling. One hand over my heart so it doesn't climb out of my chest. The other still reaching— stop that. There's nobody there. I know. I know. I KNOW. [small laugh] So why does my hand keep doing that? [Bridge — rhythm becomes obsessive] Don't call. Don't chase. Don't cry. Don't— think. Good girl. Close the door. Lock the heart. Count to four. One. Two. Three. You. No. Again. One. Two. Three. You. [whispered laugh] That's not four. [Break] Maybe if I fall long enough, I'll forget I ever flew. Maybe if I laugh loud enough, I won't hear my heart asking where you went. Where you went. Where you— [Music stops for one beat] went. [Final Chorus — almost euphoric] Up, up, up! I flew with you! Down, down, down! Look what I can do! You gave me wings, you gave me sky, you gave me something beautiful and taught me how it dies. And if tomorrow you hold your hand out again— [breathless laugh] Oh, I know. I know. I know exactly what I'll do. I'll look at the edge. I'll look at you. I'll tell myself I've learned my lesson. [Silence] And jump. [Outro — whispered] Because apparently... falling once wasn't enough.
