I've been taking off and landing. But this airport's closed. And how much thicker this fog is gonna get. God only knows. Just when you think that you've got a grip.
I've got a blue telescope, I'm looking at the world tonight. Through a blue telescope; I wish I may, I wish I might. Not see what I see - sheet metal on sheets of ice.
Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs. He was calling to me at the time. And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts. That I kept in the back of my mind.