Airplane /Primitive

The Slip

Composición de: Nathan Moore/The Slip
It's the day before the rest of my life 
And I feel like Dylan Thomas 
Says my muse if you stay I'll go 
If I'm not lying I'm not being honest 

It'd be the death of me to keep her pace 
And my bride I haven't even laid eyes on 
But my ghosts they come to me these days 
My companions from the day I was born 

Airplane primitive 
Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird 
It landed, he made up his mind 
Can't, can't live 

Airplane primitive 
Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird 
It landed, he made up his mind 
Can't live knowing that there's some other world 

Well come with me on one last run 
Then I swear I'll join you in the sun 

Airplane primitive 
Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird 
It landed, he made up his mind 
Can't live knowing that there's some other world 

Where men fly up in the sky 
Strapped himself to the wing for a one way ride 
And in the air, above a cloud 
There his soul stayed when his body fell down. 

Airplane primitive 
Saw it and thought it was some kind of bird 
It landed, he made up his mind 
Can't live knowing that there's some other world 

Where men fly up in the sky 
Strapped himself to the wing for a one way ride 
And in the air, above the clouds 
There his soul stayed when his body fell down.
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