Firewater - Black Box Recording lyrics

Slung from the hoary heavens With disbelief suspended On a shining pendulum of faith Hanging half awake and dreaming Of burning cities gleaming Beneath a sky of ash and slate And as the fuselage goes dark You're thinking ain't it funny Still owe some people money It's hard to keep from laughing No smoking sign is flashing Your mask descends without a sound Your starboard hope receding Even the sky is bleeding You sure could use a smoke right now And all the people wave their arms But you can't hear them screaming You're floating through the ceiling There's no gravity that can bring you down again It's almost over now And you hope they don't wake you up Now the sun is shining Somewhere the sun is shining But it sure ain't shining on you now