Angels and Fuselage - Drive-By Truckers

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, a blink ago we were back in school

Smoking by the gym door, practicing my rock-star attitude

And 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