stratford-on-guy

Singer:phair, liz

i was flying into chicago at night

watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke

the sun was setting to the left of the plane

and the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow

in 27-d

i was behind the wing

watching landscape roll out like credits on a screen

the earth looked like it was lit from within

like a poorly assembled electrical ball

as we moved out of the farmlands into the grid

the plan of a city was all that you saw

and all of these people sitting totally still

as the ground raced beneath them

thirty-thousand feet down

it took an hour

maybe a day

but once i really listened the noise just fell away

and i was pretending that i was in a galaxie 500 video

the stewardess came back and checked on my drink

in the last strings of sunlight

a brigitte bardot

as i had on my headphones

along with those eyes that you get

when your circumstance is movie-size

it took an hour

maybe a day

but once i really listened the noise just fell away

it took an hour

maybe a day

but once i really listened the noise just fell away

but once i really listened the noise just fell away