We drove Dave Smith's Porsche up through the Valle
Where the east fork of the Jemez River flows
Parked the car and waded upstream to the canyon
To the high rocks where everybody goes

cliff divers flew from spires of granite
Into narrow deep pools so far down
I scaled the rocks and found a private landing
Never wondered why nobody was around

      Couldn't see the bottom till I hit it.
      Came up at me fast from down below
      Felt a little high while I was falling
      Till I hit and there was nowhere left to go

I think I told the angel that little story
As we drank cheap beer on the train ride out of Prague
Cheap nectar never tasted any sweeter
As we watched the lights recede in the buzz and the fog

No room at the inn that Christmas morning
No miracles in strange and faroff lands
We woke up with broken wings in the dirty stable
We crashed hard and the angel slipped out of my hands

      We couldn't see the bottom till we hit it
      Came up from the sweet and murky deep
      Felt a little high while we were falling
      Now I'm lying here too broken to sleep

           Such a view
           Such great heights
           The fall catches fire
           Burns out into night

We all locked hands and closed our eyes together
After savoring the vantage from the ledge
One small step for every soul upon the planet
One giant leap for everybody off the edge

      We couldn't see the bottom till we hit it
      Came up on us fast from down below
      Felt a little high while we were falling
      Till we hit and there was nowhere left to go

      Now we hit the bottom... there's nowhere left to go.

We drove Dave's Porsche up the Valle
Where the Jemez east fork flows
Parked the car by the canyon
The rocks where everyone goes

Divers flew from cliffs of granite
Deep pools so far down
I scaled the rocks and found a private landing
Never wondered why nobody was around

      Didn't see the bottom till I hit it.
      Came up fast from down below
      Felt high while I was falling
      And I hit... there was nowhere left to go

I told an angel that story
On the train out of Prague
Cheap beer never tasted sweeter
The lights receded in the fog

No room at the inn on Christmas
No miracles in faroff lands
Crashed hard in a dirty stable
An angel slipped through my hands

      Didn't see the bottom till we hit it.
      Came up fast from down below
      Felt high while we were falling
      And we hit... there was nowhere left to go

           Such a view
           Such great heights
           The fall catches fire
           Burns into night

Locked hands and closed our eyes
Such a view from the ledge
One small step for every soul
One giant leap off the edge

      Didn't see the bottom till we hit it.
      Came up fast from down below
      Felt high while we were falling
      And we hit... there was nowhere left to go

      We hit the bottom and there's nowhere left to go.
      We hit the bottom and there's nowhere left to go.