Letras:Lido Beach. Fake Hellos, Real Goodbyes. The Open Air Is Calling.

November flight
I sit on a red eye
The last light
Turns off nearby
Miles up i ponder
Can i join in your slumber
Kick out the airplane window
These inner walls will not allow
The open air is calling for me now
Unveil july
Your infinite blanket is now my
Lack of paradise
Dropped dirt above your covers
Staring upward
Closed eyes permanently fixtured
Kick out the airplane window
These inner walls will not allow
The open air is calling for me now
Outside nostalgia's closing
Logic destroyed a former vow
The open air is calling for me now
Faster now
Falling down
Faster now
Join you