Falling Down - Duran Duran

once was a man who consumed his place and time, he thought nothing could touch him, but here and now it's a different storyline, like the straw he is clutching, why has the sky turned grey, hard to my face and cold on my shoulder, and why has my life gone astray, scarred by disgrace, i know that its over, because i'm falling down, with people standing round, but before i hit the ground, is there time, could i find someone out there to help me?, howl at the wind rushing past my lonely head, caught inside its own motion, how i wish it was somebody else instead, howling at all this corrosion, why did the luck run dry, laugh in my face, so pleased to desert me, why do the cruel barbs fly?, now when disgrace can no longer hurt me, because i'm falling down, with people standing round, but before i hit the ground, is there time, could i find someone out there to help me?, you see i'm falling down, with people standing round, but before i hit the ground, is there time, could i find someone out there to help me?, i don't know. why.