No Parachutes - Owel

Let’s build a plane out of styrofoam and cellophane

And whatever’s left behind the shed

Let’s cut across the Atlantic where we’ll both live off

Of strange love with strangers

Packed to the roof with our plastic guns and hiking boots

And we’ve left no room for parachutes

And this gasoline is enough to only get us to

Strange love with strangers

God save us from this love

Let’s build a plane out of styrofoam and cellophane

And the scraps our parents threw away

Let’s cut across the Atlantic where we’ll both live off

Of strange love with strangers

There’s nothing here to keep me from

This strange love of danger

And if this plane goes down

Then we all go down

And then we all go down

(Love, love)

No parachutes

No parachutes

So let’s get this right

(See you on the other side)

If we get this right

(See you on the other side)

Or if we all go down

(See you on the other side)

If we get this right

(See you on the other side)

Or if we drown

(I'll see you on the other side)

I’ll see you on the other side