Why do we act like we just learned how to walk when we've been walking all this time? What was carved in granite just wiped off like chalk What was ours is now yours or mine I guess in our own minds we're never wrong and I swear to you this is the last time I'll write this song I'm sure you're sick and tired of hearing from this child I'm feeling kind of lonely, I won't be dying for a while In search of the quiet life We all fall down In search of the righteous We all fall down We are falling down We all fall down