Warm heart escort me to the airport with gentle tenderness
With no attachments
Cold stairs the hardest to climb after midnight
What's the difference when nothing else makes sense
Off the runway I go in the quick of the night
Where everything moves so slow and every turn has a price
For a lonely heart at last gasp he's born again
It's a never ending hope just walk me home
Off the runway I go in the quick of the night
I'll stare in outer space for as long as I like
I'd rather be at home in the quick of the night
I'll stare in outer space for as long as I like
Struck by tragedy lightning lobotomy lightning lobotomy lightning lobotomy