Turnstiles on mezzanine
Jet ways and dramamine fiends
You were hurling through space
Breeding superstition
A fatal premonition
You know you got to envision
The fiery crash
Oh, close your eyes and you wake up
Face stuck to a vinyl settee
Oh, the line was starting to break up
Just as you were starting to say
(mudo)
Beige tiles and magazines
Lou Dobbs and the cnn team
You were caught in the crossfire
Where every human face has you
Kind of an imposition
A fatal premonition
To save our lives you've got to envision
To save all our lives you've got to envision
And to save all our lives you've got to envision
The fiery crash
It's just a formality
Why must i explain?
Just a nod to mortality
Before you get on
Before you get on a plane.
Oh, close your eyes and you wake up
Face stuck to a vinyl settee
Oh, the line was starting to break up
What was that you were going to say?