Westside

Falling over westside I came home, I let it ride I fall asleep to the memories of my dreams Never on the ocean I was always a saint You're telling me I'm not faint I'm just in slow motion I had and never loved another person Until I found your name On a paper plate in the aeroplane I'm falling on the westside I am falling down deep I'm falling on the westside I am falling down deep Hopping along To that westside I felt alive Crying hard and all alone I held on upon the westside I am far from home Tell me your little memories from then I'm always far from home I'm never far from hell On that side, know that Little on the westside I am broken as a bone On the westside, on the westside Little on the westside I am gone again