We Can Fly From Here (pt. 2)

And if the ground staff must be seen to be believed There's no one sleeping - no one awake And if the engines must be started in the night There will be silence, no last intake Of air that cools in a cloud as we breathe Too late for even the night planes to leave In a broken run They always come And they fly from here... I want to be the one who always gives you shelter Finds a way to keep you warm And if some fool should say there is no other answer It's a caution to face the dawn Alone - so cool like the air that we breathe Too late for even the night planes to leave In a broken run They always come And they fly from here...