When I say it doesn't matter, it matters most of all.
You're not up for conversation, so I'm blinded by it all.

The further away you push me, the closer I feel to you.

Every fall.  Every crash.
Everything that was never meant to be.
All the perfect little things I can't release.
All the nights.
Everytime we were just about to leave.
Now it makes no sense to me, but it seems that when we fall that's when we land perfectly.

I can't see what's before me.
I cannot feel the ground.
But, this place that we exist in is the sweetest thing I've found.

The further away you push me, the closer I feel to you.

Every fall.  Every crash.
Everything that was never meant to be.
All the perfect little things I can't release.
All the nights.
Everytime we were just about to leave.
Now it makes no sense to me, but it seems that when we fall that's when we land perfectly.

The further away you push me, the closer I feel to you.

Every fall.  Every crash.
Everything that was never meant to be.
All the perfect little things I can't release.
All the nights.
Everytime we were just about to leave.
Now it makes no sense to me, but it seems that when we fall that's when we land perfectly.

Perfectly.
Perfectly.