It happened then. It happens now.
They let you in. They let you down.
And it feels like we can't get out
and it feels like hell
I think I'm safer in an airplane
I think I'm safer with my lungs
Full of smoke
I think I'm safer on the jetway
Than a world without hope
The day came in, the day went out
not a bit of piece was spoken about
and it feels like a suicidal world
and it feels like hell
I think I'm safer in a airplane
I think I'm safer if I run
Through the streets
I think I'm safer on the jetway
Than a world without peace
Oh what arms will stretch out
When they've had enough
And the're tired if holding up arms
I think I'm safer on an airplane
I think I'm safer in the sky up above
I think I'm safer on the jetway
Than a world without love
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1 comment:
Funny...that's one of my least favorite songs by them.
But I suppose it speaks true.
We need to decide if we're going to see Lisa Hannigan tomorrow night, and if so, when/how are we getting there?
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