Things are falling down on me

Heavy things I could not see

When I finally came around

Something small would pin me down

When I tried to step aside

I moved to where they hoped I'd be



Venessa calls me on the phone

Reminding me I'm not alone

I fuss and quake and cavitate

I try to speak and turn to stone



Telly reaches through my vest

To do the thing that she does best

She probes and tears my ventricles

Steals my one remaining breath



Things are falling down on me

Heavy things I could not see

When I finally came around

Something small would pin me down

When I tried to step aside

I moved to where they hoped I'd be



Stumbling as I fall from grace

She needs my vision to replace

Her ailing sight throughout the night

Leaving two holes in my face



Mary was a friend I'd say

'Till one summer day

She borrowed everything I owned

And then simply ran away



Things are falling down on me

Heavy things I could not see

When I finally came around

Something small would pin me down

When I tried to step inside

I moved to where they hoped I'd be