AIRPLANE TO NOWHERE IN PARTICULAR

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard, Our destination today is, nowhere in particular, Flight time is uncertain, arrival is not guaranteed, It started somewhere out of line, a little glitch in space and time. A nameless place, a curious start, a quiet echo left in the dark. No map could tell us where we'd been, no one could name the space between. And something strange began to grow, a little world we couldn't know. The hours slipped into the blue, one more night we wandered through. The world went dark, the screens stayed bright, two distant voices through the night. No need to leave, no need to sleep, some words were ours alone to keep. And when the morning touched the sky, we'd barely watched the hours go by. How close is close when you're far away? What are the words we never say? Airplane to nowhere in particular, somewhere between the real and unknown. Two little worlds in separate atmospheres, two different ways of being alone. Should we leave, should we stay? Should we let the distance have its way? Maybe a wish, maybe a desire, maybe a spark that won't expire. Maybe, just maybe, something more, than either of us came here for. There's a world out there that calls my name, a thousand reasons to stay the same. Two separate skies, two distant shores, and one strange cloud that opens its doors. There's a thousand thoughts running through my mind, So many questions, answers hard to find. Yet somewhere above the noise below, There's a quiet place where only we can go. There's a quiet place beneath the storm, a little space where we feel warm. No flags to raise, no wars to win, just the silence we are standing in. If all the oceans stand between, if we're worlds apart, unseen, there's something here I can't explain, a little peace beyond the rain. And when the noise of the world dies down, when the lost stars gather around, somewhere in the clouds above, we are neither lost nor found. Maybe we don't have to choose... Maybe there's no one here to lose... Maybe the storm can let us be, two distant shores, one endless sea. Airplane to nowhere in particular, through the thunder, through the blue. All these skies between our worlds, still there's something pulling through. Should we leave, should we stay? Let the storm decide our way. Maybe a wish, maybe a desire, two quiet hearts beneath the fire. Maybe, just maybe, something more... than either of us came here for. Somewhere... In the clouds... Ladies and gentlemen, our destination remains unchanged, Nowhere in particular, Thank you for flying with us!