Texty: Darius Rucker. Charleston, SC 1966. We All Fall Down.

What makes a man
Work till his kids get too old to kiss and hug
Keep on climbing that imaginary mountain
When is enough, enough

What makes a man build a kingdom
Only to lose his woman
How high is too high how big is too big
How far will we go just to slip off the edge

Yeah, we all fall down, life takes us out
The sky starts spinning
When our heads get above the clouds

The higher we fly the harder it feels
When we hit the ground
Yeah, we all fall down
Yeah, we all fall down

How does a man pick himself up
When he's let himself down
Tell me where does he find the courage
To turn his world back around

Will he break down and cry like someone just died
What can he say about the man he used to be
When he can't even speak though he's dying to scream

Yeah, we all fall down when we find out
That the sky starts spinning
When our heads get above the clouds

The higher we fly the harder it feels
When we hit the ground
Yeah, we all fall down
Yeah, we all fall down

He's the only one to blame
And the only one who knows
How low he must go
To win back his soul

Yeah, we all fall down
Yeah, we all fall down