Paratrooper

I've been dropped like a paratrooper
from the womb of distant airships.
Into this night, into this rain and smoke
I'm falling just like you do,
I'm falling next to you.
From the drop point to the landing zone
I grip my gear angrily
but thoughts and sights tumble in the wind,
I'm falling near here,
I'm falling just like you do,
I'm falling next to you.
The ring of the parachute, the grenade pins,1
and the key of the flat, where everyone is guilty
I wake up tired and look at my watch,
and the world is crumbling somewhere inside of me,
still I'm falling just like you do,
I'm falling next to you.
Time flows, and I've already half-turned
my back on you, but that's not to hide.
I heave myself on a shoulder2
and, falling into this pain and love
I fall just like you do,
I fall next to you.
And still I've been dropped like a paratrooper
from the womb of distant airships.
Into this night, into this rain and smoke
I'm falling just like you do,
I'm falling next to you.