I take a breath
Hold the air until there's nothing left
I'm feeling green
Like teenage lovers between the sheets
ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba ba
Knuckles clenched to white
As the landing gear detracts for flight
My head's a balloon
Inflating with the altitude
ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba ba (x3)
I watch the patchwork farms
Slowly fade into the ocean's arms
And from here they can't see me stare
The stale taste of recycled air
I watch the patchwork farms
Slowly fade into the ocean's arms
And calm down, release your care
The stale taste of recycled air
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