Pacific 231 - Burning Airlines

Here’s your fertility

Wanting so badly to be crushed

You leave it up to me

To do the crushing

Through new sincerity

Making a mockery of trust

But if it’s up to me

Bring on the new thing

Pacific 2−3-1:

We’re not careening off the rails

Steady up to speed!

Another dream

I’d learn to love

The taste of bitter fictions

The ring of contradictions

Sing to me

And its apparently

A faster forward than you want

But still you keep it up

Is that delusion?

I’m told apparently

Poor faith and reconditioned thoughts

Weary at your knees

Sick from the motion

And now were letting off

About the charity that costs;

We could do without

The education

Another dream

I’d learn to love

The taste of bitter fictions

The ring of contradictions

Sing to me

But they sing

To me

But they sing

To me

They sing

To me

You could get everything you want

Another dream

I’d learn to love

The taste of bitter fictions

The ring of contradictions

Sing to me