Watching The Planes Land Over The Lake

I Wish They Could Hang In The Air Forever

Holding The Patterns For Days

I Hope They (hope They Hope They)

Will Be Delayed Forever



Standing Alone At The Gate

She's Late

She's Miles Above Somewhere, Hovering

Why Won't You Write?

Write Me A Word To Say

Tell Me You Miss My Ways

Tell Me You Miss My Face



I Never Meant Clip Your Pretty Wings

Oh Your Pretty, Oh Your Pretty Wings

You Always Knew It,

You Saw Right Through It,

Why'd You Have To Go?



Standing Still At The Gate

And I Ache (I Ache I Ache)

My Palms Are Not Lace Rising

The Wheels Drop And She Starts To Descend

And The Runway Will Light Her Way

She Starts Hovering



And When She Lands

I Race For The Crashing Ground

The Oxygen From The Mask

That Only Words Mark The Past



I Never Meant Clip Your Pretty Wings

Oh Your Pretty, Oh Your Pretty Wings

We'll Be All Right

We'll Be All Right

We'll Be All Right

We'll Be All Right

You Always Knew It,

You Saw Right Through It,

Why'd You Have To?