Glassflight

Footsteps on the gravel path

Breath fogging the window glass

We left the engines running in the cold

Let the headlights cut the gray

There is nothing left to say (oh-oh)

And we glide into the atmosphere

Leaving every heavy word down here (we fly)

Fading outlines in the rearview mirror

Somehow everything is looking clearer

We didn't need the map to find the exit

Let the headlights cut the gray

There is nothing left to say (oh-oh)

And we glide

into the atmosphere Leaving every heavy word down here (we fly)

Leaving it down here...