We went silent for a minute as our bags Dissappeared into that hole with their ribbons and their nametags Right then I knew I wanted so much more Than a mouth full of tricks, and a house with a low front door Well' I was only 17 at the time, but I wrote down those words And kept them as a life line And my memory is stubborn as a child Pulling at my pant leg staring up with questioning eyes But I thought we had a deal That we don't feel this again if it's the last thing we feel Just wanted to belong to something real One last time, knot on the line So now I think about you day and night You're the skyline in the rearview and the hope in the headlights But while you claimed that I was just floating through my days I was sitting on the shoulder of time, repeating a phrase Which seemed ideal, yet I couldn't help the urge to put a spinning on the wheel Just wanted to belong to something real One last time, knot on the line Not made forwards, we could move forwards I just want to change my mind The brave storms of our youth I'd just end You were sleeping on my shoulder while the plane descended And I thought about the leaves and the trees How everything grows, but then devours efficiently But all that pass, as it tumble and we grab for our oxygen masks I started screaming out your name Something I always find myself trying when I dream of dying