Airplane/primitive - 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