Lyrics
You used to say, when I was down
"There's more to life outside this
White trash midwestern town."
You birthed a spark in my brain
Said it'd be sunny
But that night it rained
Wet shoes as I stepped on the plane
Found my seat and closed the window shade
I fell asleep and then awoke to a shake
I overheard, like they spoke my name
The captain said
"It'll be a task to make it to LAX with a storm like this."
"We'll try our best," he said with a nervous grin
You could hear the breath
You could see the face
Of a man who could cut the tension
If his hands didn't shake
He's got a wife, two girls
And a home on the ground
And the most disturbing part is they don't know it's going down
And the most disturbing part is they don't know it's going down
And the most disturbing part is they don't know it's going down
I'll paint the sky you're flying
Tired of the Earth of lying
Lowering my eyes to see you
Telling all the lies to be with you
But not in the fire
And not in the crash
The weather, the storm
You say we'll land intact
It's when he goes home that it becomes real
There's a small part of him that resents the wheels
He hates the wings
And the bolts that hold them together
Like promises they never told him
He thinks they deserve the same life that he had
He wished the fucking engine would've blown to pieces
