I push the daisies down and find I'm left with a field of weeds
And I hope that you don't find the solace you tried to take from me
We laid the flowers to cover the spot where you had been slain
Until the rain and wind and time came to blow them all away

Falling down
Falling down
I am but the ground

My best teacher and my least favorite loyal and evil, wise and
Deceitful
Master are one and the same
I learn the most from pain

Falling down
Falling down
I am but the ground