You are my friend A cause for course You are my heart for which to bend All of my time spent scheming How's the space between Between our bloodless ties Our congressed lives It really doesn't matter at all When we swear, we score our throats In my mind I picture us aboard a plane I found a book A fuel for places What would you think about a time Spending our lives arriving at another realized Motion in our minds When we swear, we score our throats In my mind I picture us aboard a plane