The Fall

I've seen your face before In shadows on the wall; Splinters of broken light, Echos that spear the night. Is this the fall Or is this the fall? Is this the fall Or is this the fall? I've pa*sed this way before Walked through the open door; Walked through the darkest night Throughout the brightest light. Is this the fall Or is this the fall? Is this the fall Or is this the fall? Is this the fall Or is this the fall? Is this the fall Or is this the fall? Is this the fall Or is this the fall? Is this the fall... Typed by john manfreda