Songtext von Jet Plane

With a fluttered gasp, the engine murmurs and stutters And guzzles gas with the thirst of a lover A cluttered past never serves bread and butter Just a pack of peanuts for the worst of your hunger Mile highway hypnosis The road to sky-cosis I erode as I coast it Erratic scissors cut through mass hoards of crude fog Scored by static whispers of the dashboard jukebox A past envisioned by a post-war freight dog Displays his absent mission as his boat soars AWOL Wings dance a clumsy tango with the rain Wringing hands numb from wrangling the reins A sinking glance softly angling toward terrain I might just scream out, scream out The mind is like a taxidermy bird you’ve gotta clean out Oh, I just gotta let loose, get clean Oh, time is like a tiger-lion hybrid tryna’ catch me Thunder clatters after flashes like timpani Raucous flocks of bellowed breath heave the heavy ship to sleep Broken windows sing a shattered glass symphony