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Another plane went down today
In the Atlantic nine miles off shore
And every single black car
That goes by just might be yours
I haven’t moved from this spot
I sit here, watching TV in bed
I wanna see if the crash was sabotage
I wanna know if everyone is dead
And I remember when I was fifteen
Me and Liz would ride around
We liked to smoke in the car in the winter
With all the windows rolled down
I had a dream a plane exploded
Over a lake one afternoon
I still remember the feeling when I woke up
I can’t describe the magnitude
So many other dreams
The one I had today
You and the Italian woman naked
Your fingers between her legs
She lay like a body in the water
She barely made a sound
She fell as quiet, as quiet
As a leaf falling to the ground
Meanwhile back on earth
I told you to fuck off and go away
I’ve gotta call my friend
Who moved from New York to L.A.
Five days before Christmas last year
His girlfriend died in a plane crash
And he says the way that it happen is your heart
Is so heavy it rips away upon impact
And then you just bleed inside
You don’t even feel a thing
They found her on a hill in Columbia
Intact among the debris
So many other dreams
The ones where I’m on death row
The ones where I don’t know why
The ones where my parents drove
Oh, I wish I was with you now
Down at the Sixth Street bar
Laughing at the singer
Smoking in the car
HATA BİLDİR
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