We must be wary of fallen stars They're always poking around in the dark The aerial view of a dying man Slowly become an invisible man We must be wary of [??? offical lyrics say "ghosts in the dark" but this clearly is not correct] They know all your history, they know all your past All of the angels are doing their bit Clearing the house of your animal sh** Fear of flying Is eating you whole I have no fear of dying at all And it's absurd A silver bird Could have a fear of flying at all You may be wary of who you short-change Keeping the short con well within range The aerial view of an idiot bird Screaming out "Could you help me?", but nobody heard Fear of flying Is eating you whole I have no fear of dying at all So it's absurd Silver bird Could have a fear of dying at all You may be wary of ghosts of your past Sexless and incorrigible in the dark Making an aerial map of abuse All of the arrows are leading to home Fear of flying Is eating you whole I have no fear of dying at all And it's absurd A silver bird Could have a fear of flying at all Have a fear of flying at all Could have a fear of flying at all