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Flight-143 (Sall's Rejection)
Carried away by my minds departure
Like a jet plane leaving at sunrise
From the ground it seems to float by
It’s almost inconceivable
In the cockpit the sounds of the engines roar
turbulence frightening the passengers
as the craft hits irregular violent waves
It feels like I'm going down…
maybe ?
Maybe if the passengers had of drank enough on the flight
Maybe they would have slept right through
Maybe if the child in front wasn’t screaming
Maybe it wouldn’t all seem so bad
A Voice can be heard over the PA telling them all to calm down
That Voice that is trying to calm nerves is being drowned out by other sounds
Some people watching an inflight film
But most of them freaking out .
Maybe everything will be alright
I still think that we're going down.
or Maybe were just friends....
Like a jet plane leaving at sunrise
From the ground it seems to float by
It’s almost inconceivable
In the cockpit the sounds of the engines roar
turbulence frightening the passengers
as the craft hits irregular violent waves
It feels like I'm going down…
maybe ?
Maybe if the passengers had of drank enough on the flight
Maybe they would have slept right through
Maybe if the child in front wasn’t screaming
Maybe it wouldn’t all seem so bad
A Voice can be heard over the PA telling them all to calm down
That Voice that is trying to calm nerves is being drowned out by other sounds
Some people watching an inflight film
But most of them freaking out .
Maybe everything will be alright
I still think that we're going down.
or Maybe were just friends....
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