Look to your right,
Then look to your left.

What do you see?
Who do you see?

Is it what you had hoped?
I bet it's not.

The sky passing you up,
As you approach the ground.

You may be afraid,
To see there is nothing to catch you.

All you can think is how you got there,
The memories flashing through your head.

As you near the end,
You notice something.

There is something waiting for you,
Something to catch you.

Your hopelessness turns to relief,
As you realize just what is there.

Everyone you know and love,
Is waiting to catch you.

To help you out of this sky,
And to ease you onto the ground.

Here, you are safe,
Knowing they are there for you.

But, if they were the ones falling,
Would you catch them?