Firewater Black Box Recording Lyrics

Black Box Recording Lyrics

Slung from the hoary heavens 



With disbelief suspended 



On a shining pendulum of faith 







Hanging half awake and dreaming 



Of burning cities gleaming 



Beneath a sky of ash and slate 







And as the fuselage goes dark 



You're thinking ain't it funny 



Still owe some people money 







It's hard to keep from laughing 



No smoking sign is flashing 



Your mask descends without a sound 







Your starboard hope receding 



Even the sky is bleeding 



You sure could use a smoke right now 







And all the people wave their arms 



But you can't hear them screaming 



You're floating through the ceiling 







There's no gravity that can bring you down again 



It's almost over now 



And you hope they don't wake you up 







Now the sun is shining 



Somewhere the sun is shining 



But it sure ain't shining on you now