A song by RyanRingo:

Falling
Again
Through plastic skies and neon clouds
Thickening my skin
The wind
Brushing past the gaps in my arms
The weight getting leaner as I cross the stratosphere

Late nights
I wonder
How long untill I die
How little time I have to make a light that catches eyes
Children
Gather
I have a tale to tell
Of a man that never knew the way
But he tried, sure as hell
But he tried
He tried
He tired
He tried
There is no mistaking that when he went
He tried
He tried
He tried
He tried
Where ever he went he took the skies and molded it

Soaring
My friend
Through plastic skies and neon clouds
Thickening my skin
The wind
Brushing past the gaps between my ears
The weight getting thinner as I beat the casual fear

Lately, I digress
I think of all that's said
I realize the truth behind those eyes upon your head
I feel the waves crashing in and out again
I remember the story of a man who never let in
I remember
He tried
He tried
He tried
He tried
Till the bitter end
He tried
He tried
He tried
And bide

Here comes
The bend
Through empty shops and lamp post streets
I'm feeling the end
Whispering sweet songs to my soul
Knowing that it's okay to grow old
And try

I hit the ground hard
Never once did I give up
I once read the card
It said be like the mad man you once read
He tried
Because He tried
In the end