Sprang out of bed
the mess in my head
there's a drumline
in my chest
I'm the one late
for the runway
there's a plane on it
with my name on it


I had everything
planned so perfectly

Who would have thought
I'd find a knot
in this coordinated plot
it feels like a failed shot

I get there in time i thank the airline
find my seat A29
I'm in the air now
unaware how
my worst nightmare
i'm in the wrong flight here
I had everything
planned so perfectly

Who would have thought
I'd find a knot
in this coordinated plot
it feels like a failed shot flight here

Welcome to NYC
this is not italy
colosseum and museums
will stay there in my dreams
Is all this pain my price
for not waking up in time