Out of the window there's a scene
I seem to have seen each morning
White circles and red squares
I bet you don't see this everywhere
Sure I learn and like and am
The things that fill this street
But could you be content knowing each day
These moments just repeat
So a thought, a pass, a plane
A ticket marked with ink by name
A taxi pull, a plastic tray
Folded upright till we leave the runway
Way above the clouds
Freedom's pure when you don't hold out
Watch the weight of all you've known
Pass right under where you've flown
And all the things that seemed to matter
Grow much smaller worn and tattered
Final approach, we're going down
Prepare to land on foreign ground
Way above the clouds
Freedom's pure when you don't hold out
Watch the weight of all you've known
Crash and burn somewhere below
Off the wing it looks the same
Till the clouds all give way
Its new domain beckons me to play
It's calling out as if to say
A new song, new life, new ways to fly
Grab on, hold tight,
It's gonna be a wild ride
Way above the clouds
Freedom's pure when you don't hold out
Watch the weight of all you've known
Pass right under where you've flown
And all the things that seemed to matter
Grow much smaller worn and weathered
Final approach, we're going down
Crash and burn without a sound
I seem to have seen each morning
White circles and red squares
I bet you don't see this everywhere
Sure I learn and like and am
The things that fill this street
But could you be content knowing each day
These moments just repeat
So a thought, a pass, a plane
A ticket marked with ink by name
A taxi pull, a plastic tray
Folded upright till we leave the runway
Way above the clouds
Freedom's pure when you don't hold out
Watch the weight of all you've known
Pass right under where you've flown
And all the things that seemed to matter
Grow much smaller worn and tattered
Final approach, we're going down
Prepare to land on foreign ground
Way above the clouds
Freedom's pure when you don't hold out
Watch the weight of all you've known
Crash and burn somewhere below
Off the wing it looks the same
Till the clouds all give way
Its new domain beckons me to play
It's calling out as if to say
A new song, new life, new ways to fly
Grab on, hold tight,
It's gonna be a wild ride
Way above the clouds
Freedom's pure when you don't hold out
Watch the weight of all you've known
Pass right under where you've flown
And all the things that seemed to matter
Grow much smaller worn and weathered
Final approach, we're going down
Crash and burn without a sound