Back To The Airplanes Lyrics - Singles - State Shirt

fourteen miles on the run 

maybe it's time we turn back 

it's amazing anyone 

survived that massive attack 

eight hundred seventy thousand pounds 

take off without a care 

it's a drag how we find out 

the elements that make us bare 

back to the airplanes we must go 

a thousand gallons of jet fuel in the snow 

the man who sat right next to me i didn't know 

might not have any feelings left to show 

twisted wreckage scraped down to the bone 

somehow even with you i feel alone 

must walk faster 

help is surely on the way 

there, i can see the rescue crew! 

wave your arms, they'll see you. 

i'm right here, why won' t you help me! help me. 

back to the airplanes we must go 

dripping blood all the way through the snow 

the man who sat right next to me i didn't know 

might not have any feelings left to show 

twisted wreckage scraped down to the bone 

somehow even with you i feel alone 

there i lay. 

close my own eyes. 

"tray table up" 

was that my last thought? 

what was my last thought? 

fade out all i've sought 

stare down my old face 

i don't know my place.