Passengers, patient passengers waiting for those tones and lights
Let's get our hulking dreams off the ground

Why do we only say our goodbyes when headed off so high?
Why do we only speak apologies, when clouds crash down on blankets of sea?

Seats locked, tray tables up; wouldn't want to spill anything on that
Dress to impress; let's get there
Get where?

With eyes open, eyes closed
Windows open windows closed

Camera shakes, hands held; eyes closed

Oh Light, our golden bright, we need You now
Oh Light our golden bright, don't ask why just now
[I never thought I'd need such a blinding light
I need the stars and shapes of the simple night
Forgot the warmth of Your sudden hand,
Feeling the shakes and swells, I understand]

With hearts open and eyes closed

No not yet, not until we've kept and killed our promises
No not yet not until I've kept my word!
No not yet, not until set to rest every promise
No not yet, not until I've said my apologies

The wing shakes,
Bright tones
Little lights telling us everything will be ok,
Bright white canvases of wishes and wants dripping down the ailes towards decay
Children screaming
'Honey please sit still for just right now! '
I can't feel my wrists
We're going down

A mask falls, a simple speech over the radio:
'Put your masks on, ' he says
'Put your masks on, ' he says, 'it'll help you breathe! '
'Put your masks on, ' he says, 'but this things going down! '

Put your masks on; this things going down
Oh, my God
The sunset is crashing down
I'm sorry
I'm not done
Oh, my God