Girlysound Stratford-on-guy
I was flying into Chicago at night Watching the lake turn the sky into blue green smoke The sun was setting to the left of the plane And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow In 27D I was behind the wing Watching the landscape roll out Like credits on a screen I said look, look to your left passengers Look, look to your right You can pretend that you're here from outer space And this, this is your very first sight The earth looked like it was lit from within Like a big man-made electrical ball Out of the farmlands and into the gri The plan of a city was all that you saw And all of these people sitting totally still As the ground raced beneath them thirty thousand feet down I said look, look to your left passengers Look, look to your right You can pretend that you're here from the fifth century And this, this is your very first flight Then I was pretending that I was in a Galaxie 500 video The stewardess came back and checked on my drink And I swear that she looked just like Brigitte Bardot As I had on my walkman and I had on those eyes That you get when your circumstance is movie size And I said look, look to your left passengers Look, look to your right You can pretend the plane's going to crash in 5 minutes And this, this is your very last sight You better look, look to your left passengers Look, look to your right Cause I'm going to take this plane out in less than 5 minutes And this, this is your very last sight