He saw that it could never be again the way it was with you
Dreams arise and sense demise and he knows that that's the truth
He lost the fight to blind aggression it was over before they knew
You really ought to know all these voices aren't real real
Why should he, the only one, the only one who ever really knew
To realize that no one knows the truth
Make the call and save you all it really was the only thing to do
You really ought to know
You really ought to know
You really ought to know
Father, I'm imperfect and I'm falling, falling through space
Father, I'm imperfect can you help me out of this place
Father, don't ignore me, you remember, remember my face
Cause you made me, I'm imperfect, now I'm falling, falling from grace
High above the streets below, got to find a place to make a stand
People moved without concern, their life is in his hands
He starts the game takes his aim and, leaving everything else up to chance
You really ought to know all these voices weren't real real
Why should he, the only one, the only one who ever really knew
To realize that no one knows the truth
Make the call and kill you all it really was the only thing to do
You really ought to know
You really ought to know
You really ought to know
You really ought to know
Father, I'm imperfect and I'm falling, falling through space
Father, I'm imperfect can you help me out of this place
Father, don't ignore me, you remember, remember my face
Cause you made me, I'm imperfect, now I'm falling, falling from grace