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Text: Afters. Never Going Back to OK. Falling Into Place.

It was raining on the sun
The ground beneath my feet was crumbling
Day and night had come undone
It was the season of my wandering

Somehow, somewhere you found me there
The moment that it all became clear

I was on the edge of a distant world
A shattered life with no where left to turn till I saw you there
And everything I thought had gone to waste
Was falling into place, falling into place

It's finally quiet in my head
As I lay the pieces at your feet
It's finally starting to make sense
I guess I found the missing part of me

I was on the edge of a distant world
A shattered life with no where left to turn till I saw you there
And everything I thought had gone to waste
Was falling into place, falling into place, falling into

Oceans that I almost drowned in
I had to lose it all just so I could find out
You were there to break my fall
In the season of my wandering

I was on the edge of a distant world
A shattered life with no where left to turn till I saw you there
And everything I thought had gone to waste
Was falling, falling

I was on the edge of a distant world
A shattered life with no where left to turn till I saw you there
And everything I thought had gone to waste
Was falling into place