A poem written on a flight, capturing the essence of the world. A poem written on a flight, capturing the essence of the world.

I think you are catching my feelings, figure out this mess. I think you are catching my feelings, figure out this mess.

Because I can't let us get lost in the world of despair... Because I can't let us get lost in the world of despair...

I don't want the next "I love you." To be the one at my tombstone. I don't want the next "I love you." To be the one at my tombstone.

These train windows; are shoulders to the crestfallen, paper for god's breaths. These train windows; are shoulders to the crestfallen, paper for god's breaths.

And soars into the great beyond. And soars into the great beyond.