The Drop

Moving down the fuselage

Toward the open door

Catch you looking down outside

To see what lies ahead

One by one

You watch them fall

Fall through cloud

One by one

You watch them fall

No idea where they're going

But down

Where they've gone

Where they've gone

Watching as the sun goes down

I sit inside this plane

Notice how the city lights

Are like the nerves inside the brain

One by one

They're going out

You watch them dim

One by one

You watch them fall

And wonder where they're falling to