Chris Flew

Take The Money + Run
And so we climbed into the sky, higher than highFrosting on the windshield and the wings began to peelThe clouds seemed low below usImagine how it feels to take this ride with the suicide pilot tonightImagine how it feels to be this high'Cause I remember the stars and the sirensAs the trucks raced across the tarmacWaiting on a planeWaiting for a plane to never landAnd I held your hand like it could have made a differenceIf someone would listen or even take the time to understandBut I'm not that man to you or your best friendsWe watched the sun come over us, higher than highRedder than the blood that spilled from my wristsAs I made my last confession to the devil in his holy sacramentThe suicide pilot tonight is taking one last rideHe watched it all go downAnd I remember the stars and the sirensAs the trucks raced across the tarmacWaiting on a planeWaiting for a plane to never landAnd I held your hand like it could have made a differenceIf someone would listen or even take the time to understandBut I'm not that man to you or your best friends Aus Songtexte Mania