The plane touched down in front of me I was walking all over you after sharpening my cleats and my teeth and a razor Here, you better take it Take one for the road because I know healing's not easy So try to go slow Save your ammo Let those sleeping dogs lie Then take full advantage of your time away Your time in the air Cause your time underground again is drawing near So draw all your conclusions Then use them as a map Stick close to your plans If you get lost, just come back Come on back to the start Back into the dark And we'll sit down and make a list of all the things you'd like to see appear Like a magnifying gla** focusing all your fears into one giant sun in the middle of your brain So bright you can't sleep at night, so hot you can't contain All of the laser beams swimming around in your veins At your fingertips The list you just made is in flames You see shadows of demons dancing in the basement And the skeleton telling you all the ways that it aches Are you on to more than what your body can take? Are you dreaming the real? Are you living the fake? And does wishful thinking ever scare you at all? Is it really wishing if you think that you're perfectly capable Startled asleep Falling awake Are you making the same mistakes you've always made Believing in ghosts outside of the gate Believing in homes beyond the grave? And right then and there, they land the plane Smoke fills the air and it seals the fate Of everyone on the runway Standing right in your way I haven't been the same since I haven't been the same since Since the talk we had about getting lost had come back to haunt us Because I'm not where I thought I was Bad decisions made with ambiguous maps Color-coded and soaking wet and staining my hands See anything you like Any dream you like is just inside a chain-smoking, melatonin, everything's moving in slow motion Head like gla** block, heart like folded socks, eyes popped out like a couple cuckoo clocks I kept the key I swallowed the lock I caused way more grief when I solved all the problems Woke up in a boat Tied to a dock Woke up in a panic Woke up upside down in a hamper Woke up I don't know quite where again and I don't know how I woke up in dumpster since then Must have started out in a dead end Well, that's the spirit I can hear it I can feel it With my arms out like wings I am a big bird sailing Big bird zig zagging Big bird coming in for a landing On top of the families On top of the front page I haven't been the same since No I haven't been the same since