You used to say when I would stop There's more to life outside this WhiteTrashMidwesternTown 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