Aeroplane - Jessica Pratt

Reflection of your memory in the window

And beneath the plane, city lights are a-twinklin'

And you wear them for a crown, over the neon, how

Soft, my morning comes, oh, when they lose their glow

Oh yes, and I don’t wanna touch down

Treasures luminous and divine

Savior’s light, oh

You know I couldn’t break or wait it through

And the roses that you came with sure had a thorn or two

But still this blood runs blue, cut it red and loose for you

Fast our northern star, paler then out of view

Oh yes, and I don’t wanna touch down

Treasures luminous and divine

Savior’s light, oh

Fate must be on my side

There’s something close behind

Far away, I see myself

And it’s come today, but tomorrow may turn me out

Oh, ooh, oh