maybe one day i'll take the final tumble and surrender myself to gravity.
or maybe that day gravity won't be working quite right.
nothing ever works anymore, the guy who built it did a half-assed rush job.
The day gravity isn't on?
That will be the most perfect day, we will succeed where Icarus failed.
We will soar to the sky and back, never once allowing the rules of physics apply.
Someday I'll slip and nothing could be more perfect.