Passenger's Hand

Sometimes the ventures can be sobering
Ten thousand horror stories, awaiting you at the door
Coldness, coldness cutting through the veins
Myriad of questions, forever left to hang in the wind
Stop by, make it known
That you are afraid to go
Do you feel the energy or are you heat resistant?
Lately I've come to terms with the fact I need assistance
Angels in my life gave me the signs, I never listened
Grinded teeth, too much of sleep, downsides to growing distant
It was always flowing in the blood of music I escaped with
Raw material for any and all wordsmiths

Too much fun for a solitary clown
Feel the plane coming down
All I've got's the faith
That it will fly upwards again
Too much fun for a solitary clown
Feel the plane coming down
All I've got's the faith
That it will fly upwards again

Soak in the raindrops from a pasture
Grip the leaves so you don't fall to you master's knees
'Cause he foresees all your nosebleeds and every following red crimson sneeze
When you feel an ant in the palm of your hand don't squeeze it
Regain control together, I myself can't do it, I myself can't do it
It's a path to accept that you can't be by yourself all the time
And you can't expect to really hold the happiness hostage inside

Too much fun for a solitary clown
Feel the plane coming down
All I've got's the faith
That it will fly upwards again
Too much fun for a solitary clown
Feel the plane coming down
All I've got's the faith
That it will fly upwards again

And I know that I cannot stop
'Till the music makes me pop
Just wait 'till I make the drop
'Cause I play this shit nonstop
I don't love her just for her butt
I don't love her just for her smile
I wanna be there through all the frowns
She's beauty to all senses, this is just a sound

I can't get crowned as a solitary clown
Feel the plane coming down
I'm gonna hold a passenger's hand
I can't get crowned as a solitary clown
Feel the plane coming down
I'm gonna hold a passenger's hand