LAX to O'Hare

It was a plane ride from LAX to O'Hare,

And what happened next was a series of unfortunate events.

(Please stay tuned for what happened next)

The life I breathe for you gives to me new wounds

Well to patch and dress as I reflect on what else I could give you.

Maybe I should blindly throw my faith

Into the next thing that comes my way

Standing at the back door with the life that she left behind.

Are we all the same behind the frame

Beneath the glass and fake last names?

I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back.

It was a big bang

And a bright white light from no where.

It turned my coach class window to

A first class seat on the evening news, on NBC.

The life I gave for you is yours

So keep it, you oughtta keep it.

If I had one last chance to take it all back

You know I'd take take take you.

Maybe I should blindly throw my faith

Into the next thing that comes my way.

Standing at the back door with the life that she left behind.

Are we all the same behind the frame

Between the glass and fake last names?

I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back.