You are lighter than airnSo high you can barely bear the freedomnTo do as you choosenNo, nothing gets you downnnNo boundaries no chains around your soulnMaking your own truthnBut don't you know balloons never really reach the moonnAnd even birds high in the sky must come downnnWith the GravitynThat pulls you to your kneesnThere has to be a final reckoningnGravitynYou know you won't escapenBy grace or grave you'll feel the gravitynnWhen you're nearing the endnOf your journey don't pretendnNo, the light you see, it might not be the sunnFor your heart will melt like waxnnWhen your arms discover that the wings you've madenCannot take you homenOh don't you know balloons never really reach the moonnAnd even birds high in the sky must come downnnLet the GravitynPull you to your kneesnThere has to be a final reckoningnGravitynYou know you won't escapenBy grace or grave you'll feel the gravity