Fiery Crash

Turnstiles on mezzanine
Jet ways and Dramamine fiends and x-ray machines
You were hurling through space
G-forces twisting your face
Breeding superstition
A fatal premonition
You know you got to envision
The fiery crash
Oh close your eyes and you wake up
Face stuck to vinyl settee
Oh the line was starting to break-up
Just as you were starting to say
Something apropos I don't know
Beige tiles and magazines
Lou Dobbs and the CNN team on every monitor screen
You were caught in the crossfire
Where every human face has you
Reaching for your mace so it's
Kind of an imposition
Fatal premonition
To save our lives you've got to envision
To save all our lives you've got to envision
And to save all our lives you've got to envision
The fiery crash
It's just a formality
Why must i explain why?
Just a nod to mortality
Before you get on.....
Before you get on a plane
Oh close your eyes and you wake up
Facestuck to a vinyl settee
Oh the line was starting to break up
What was it you were going to say?