I take a breath 
And pull the air in 'til there's nothing left
I'm feeling green 
Like teenage lovers between the sheets

Ba ba ba ba ...

Knuckles clenched to white 
As the landing gear retract for flight
My head's a balloon 
Inflating with the altitude

Ba ba ba ba...

I watch the patchwork farms' slow 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' slow fade into the ocean's arms
Calm down, release your cares
The stale taste of recycled air