Gravity
The leaves have fallen from their respected place of being
All of the windows were open
I imagine mountains each and every time you breathe
Feeling these words were spoken
You looked at it
You'd loved someone before
But not I, not I (not I)
So could I be your pupil in this game (this game) of gravity?
Mysterious forces are pulling me to you (to you)

My fortune lies at the [?] of a bottle
I [?] my fortune lie
Am I where I'm supposed to be?
Perhaps because one did contradict gravity?