Lyrics:
Looking out the window, the trees are getting closer it seems.Thinking bout you Darling.Adding up the cost of these dreams.Strapped to this projectile, just a blink ago I was back in school.Smoking by the gym door, practicing my rock-star attitudeAnd I'm scared shitless of what's coming next.I'm scared shitless, these angels I see in the trees are waiting for me.The engines have stopped now. We all know we are going down. Last call for alcohol.Sure wish I could have another round.And I'm scared shitless of what's coming next.Scared shitless, these angels I see in the trees are waiting for me.Waiting for me.Friends in the swamp.Friends on the ground, in the trees.Angels and fuselage.