The Speed of Sound - Jesse Harris

I keep looking down the road

Out the window

High and low

The gold horizon is halfway gone

The sea is shining

It ripples on

I keep waiting for a change

A new direction

Some exchange

The moon is rising

It’s getting late

It’s always timing

You have to wait

Don’t it make you wanna stick around

When your plane is lifting off the ground

Moving faster than the speed of sound

Is it written in the stars

Where we’ve been and where we are

And where we’re going?

I don’t know

There’s nothing showing but the glow

Don’t it make you wanna stick around

When your plane is lifting off the ground

Moving faster than the speed of sound