You used to say when I would stop
There's more to life outside this
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You birth a stock in my brain
Said it be sunny but that night it rained
Wet shoes as I stepped on the plane
Found my seat close the window shade
I fell asleep then I woke to shapes
I overheard like they spoke my name
The captain said it would be a test to me
Go to LAX with a storm like this
We'll try our best we said with a nervous grip
You could hear the breath, you could see the face
Of a man that can cut the tension if his hands tend to shake
He's got a wife, 2 girls and a home on the ground
And the most disturbing part is they don't know that it's coming
The most disturbing part is they don't know that it's coming
The most disturbing part is they don't know that it's coming
Up in the blue sky I'll fly
Dawn of the year, if I'm blind
Hour in my eyes, dispute
Telling all the lies, to be with
But not in the fire and not in the crash
The weather storm is sailing land intact
It's when he goes home that he comes real
There's a small part of him that will sense the wheels
He hates the winds and the boats that hope in
Together like promises ain't never told him
He thinks they deserve the same life that he had
He wished the f**ing engine would have blown to pieces