Cover plate for Fallin': rain falls over a dark valley as a man walks a wet dirt road carrying a guitar by the neck, the title set large in a distressed script at the left below a crow roundel

Track 09 of 12 · published 23 July 2026 · 3:25

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Fallin'

All the things we do for silver,

Slowly chip away our dreams.

Wake up daily in a stupor,

Life is never what it seems.

Another day, another dollar,

Another way to feel smaller.

Another way to wear a collar.

Another day the cliff grows taller.

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Sacrifice and deprivation,

Nowhere left, nowhere to run.

Too much fear and obligation,

Self-respect is never won.

Another day, another dollar,

Another way to feel smaller.

Another way to wear a collar.

Another day the cliff grows taller.

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Where did all the promise go?

The dreams all left like melting snow.

Seems like a hundred years ago.

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Fallin’, fallin’...

Another day, another dollar,

Another way to feel smaller.

Another way to wear a collar.

Another day the cliff grows taller.

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’...

Dharma Crow Music · Fallin' · track 09 of 12 · Copyright 2026, Dharma Crow Music. All rights reserved.