Plane Crash Blues Pt. II

I am one of the broken
No matter the distance i put between us
Another town, another glass
Nameless and faceless with the strip malls and churches
The cliches that we've become live on in all the bars
Every state the same chase
Spill the ash from the urn
Someday let us return back to earth and sleep

Unending change makes us masters of the past
That long look back
And at some point we're only lateral travelers

I am a plane crash that'll never make the news
And in a few drinks I'll be the euphoric passengers
Life glazed over their eyes
All this traveling to see that dreams are free here
We're just neon signs with deserts of poverty behind
It'll cost you a lifetime when you want fortune like the wheel

Make no mistake, I want fortune like the wheel



Credits
Writer(s): Faux/fox
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