Letras
You're a painful void as ever
To be void is always sad
Your ideas are wet weather
And your body's made of mud
You are told to enjoy your flight
But the plane is out of sight
Birds are resting on its wings
Waiting for their holy nigh
To all passengers on board
We'll be flying underground
To all passengers on board
Stay calm and praise the Lord
You're a painful void as ever
To be void is always sad
Your ideas are wet weather
And your body's made of mud
If you let them entertain you
It's one way ticket to the gulf
You are sure to stay forever there
As they never give you a bath
To all passengers on board
We'll be flying underground
To all passengers on board
Stay calm and praise the Lord
Mind the gap between the verses
Mind the gap between the lines
Mind the gap between our bodies
That's why life always rhymes
We'll be flying underground
We'll be flying underground
We'll be flying underground
We'll be flying underground