Fly from Here, Pt. II: Sad Night at the Airfield - Yes

There are no ground staff in the empty corridors

There’s no one sleeping

No one awake

I’d start an engine in the night if only just to break the silence

That last intake

Of air

That clouds in the night as we breathe

Too late

For even the night planes to leave

We can wait for dawn

To carry on

Then we can fly from here

I want to be the one who always gives you shelter

Finds a way to

Keep you warm

I want to be the one

Who’s always there beside you

But we both must

Face the dawn

Alone

So cruel like the world that we leave

Too late

For even the night planes to leave

We can wait for dawn

To carry on

Then we can fly from here

Only ghosts are in the empty corridors

And they’re all strangers

Who never cared

I know them from some other life

When things were different

And we both were

In the air

Turn yourself around

Turn your life around

Turn your world around

Turn this ship around

So turn the wheel around

I watch the sky

All defenses down

I watch the sky

I watch the sky