The day has no value
Once a plane has taken off
It has no need for a pilot
As the sun breaks Across the morning sky
I rise, I take off to the sky
And once the sky has welcomed me in, Auto-Pilot Begins
I become Incoherent for the duration of my flight
Turbulence wakes me,
But I always seem to return back to Auto-Pilot,
Back to sleep
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 7:25 PM UTC
The day has no value
Once a plane has taken off
It has no need for a pilot
As the sun breaks Across the morning sky
I rise, I take off to the sky
And once the sky has welcomed me in, Auto-Pilot Begins
I become Incoherent for the duration of my flight
Turbulence wakes me,
But I always seem to return back to Auto-Pilot,
Back to sleep