Climb into a metal bird

With a hundred people you don't know

The only thing in common is where you're going



While you're sharing oxygen

You ask your neighbor where he's been

Every story different but somehow all the same



Ladies floating down the aisle

Their golden wings have traveled miles

Pointing out the exits

As you settle to your seat



Trees that tower ten feet high

Form dots beneath the open sky

And traces of the thinnest lines

Our largest interstates

The buildings 50 stories tall of people

You can't please them all

Watch the skyline as they start to fade



Everything is smaller

Everything is smaller from here



As they dim the cabin lights

We become the satellites

Sailing through the darkness

Blending with the stars



The city wears her Sunday best

Her heart beating through her chest

Like Christmas lights and tinsel

Holidays



Cars are crawling down below

As they race to where they go

Every hurried motion slows 

Within the atmosphere

All the vibrant colors fade

To browns and greens and blues and grays

Follow through the city's veins 

To see if your house is near



Everything is smaller

Everything is smaller from here