I've drifted on a thousand walks before
And it's looking like I'll drift a thousand more
I've left the shallow reservoir behind
And before I'll lose my face I'll lose my mind
A beacon of emotion, a terrifying leader
Fly your single engine Cessna to a point inside the ether
Your sense leave you in the stratosphere
You could be alive or you could just be here
The pressure on your torso fuselage
The price you pay for getting out of dodge
Don't deny me brother, like Jesus said to Peter
Fly your single engine Cessna to a point inside the ether
Lost in the deep indigo spurning the void
Chaste, pleasureless, disciplined, barely annoyed
The freedom that you sought has turned to dust
It goes beyond the funds depleted from your trust
The memory of endless option left in store
Is replaced by filthy claps of slamming doors
Your accountability is just a show of theatre,
Fly your single engine Cessna to a point inside the ether