Testo The Moon At 30,000 Ft.

I am down on one knee

The acoustics in here are terribly wrong

And they're all watching me coast

Jotting down their opinions, on meaningless lines
And I can feel it coming out

And I can feel it coming out

I locked the door

And lost the key



Have you ever seen the moon from 30,000 feet

When you're falling from the sky?

Oh yeah, you'll count your blessings
While I'm slipping

Through your fingers tonight

This time



She's being strangled by a telephone wire

She's got plenty of friends to get her along

But she knows it wont last the night

And she fills herself with drugs and false realities

These drugs will save her but they'll never let her be

Because she locked the door and lost the key