Standard (EADGBE)

I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left.

I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets.

Chorus

Ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight.

My head's a balloon, inflating with the altitude.

Chorus

I watch the patchwork farms slow fade into the ocean's arms

and from here they can't see me stare

the stale taste of recycled air.

I watch the patchwork farms slow fade into the ocean's arms.

Calm down, release your cares.

The stale taste of recycled air.