Tonight I watched a plane go down. It tumbled out of the sky and I trembled as they said goodbye. it was so far away and landed without a sound. It makes me wonder, did they give thanks or curse The Lord? Did they hold each other or sit tight and brace the world? Did their lives flash before their eyes or did they wallow in the chaos of their cries? Tonight I watched a plane go down, and I don't know how to feel. Lives were lost in a motion picture reel while I sat alone and drank whiskey by the gallon.