Rapid City into Denver, Denver to Chicago Chicago into Houston into Phoenix into home Blue into white and down to gray, now I see green And every time we land, I swear I feel so childish and alone Cream into bu*ter Water into wine Takes a little magic And a little time… (I hate to fly.) That very first prom night, how I floated to your car With flowers and delusions tied so tight upon my wrists I remember how your hair smelled, how my heart beat, how you scared me Into clinging to the lawn with perfect prom nails & white-knuckled fists I thought I'd float away And I didn't want to go Tumbling off the earth, into the deep, into the dark Out of control Because flying feels like falling, flying feels like falling When I close my eyes… So I'll clutch the plastic armrests and I'll sway side to side With my seatbelt tight, eyes open wide To get to you, I'll take this ride I'm lazy, but I like hard work, shoulder to the plough A heavy head feels good in bed, but I don't sleep nohow And minutes into hours into staring at the wall My mind will not surrender into darkness into deeply dream at all Water into wine Takes a little pressure And a lot of time… Flying feels like falling, flying feels like falling When I close my eyes… Down I go Every child knows how and why they're hated I hid my papers from the cla**, and I tore up my tests 'Til unfulfilled potential was my very own pet monster And it beat me when I failed and when I didn't care And when I did my best To turn this rubbish into rhyme Every time you travel It takes so much courage, oh, and so much time Flying feels like falling, flying feels like falling When I close my eyes… Flying feels like falling and the altitude's appalling And my starboard engine's stalling And I dunno if I glide Flying feels like falling Oh the ground is calling Come down or I will break you What would make you think I'd let you in the sky? Ooh, to get to you I'll take this ride…