The Passenger - The Wallflowers

Permission now to let this thing land

I’m too far gone to know where I am Conditions are worse than we planned

Permission now to let this thing land

Heading straight into the blackness

Beyond the point of ever turning back

Slipping off the radar through a hole in space

Goes the passenger sitting backwards

Adam took the apple, I was not involved

I’m not responsible for how lost we are

Batten down the hatches, extinction calls

But Adam took the apple, I was not involved

Heading straight into the blackness

Way beyond the point of ever turning back

Slipping off the radar through a hole in space

Goes the passenger sitting backwards

Maybe a rumble

Maybe nothing more

Maybe a thunder

There before she blows

Maybe not a big bang

But just a little white noise

Into the furnace of red twilight

Threading like a needles through searchlights

Fading further and spinning right

Into the furnace of red twilight

Heading straight into the blackness

Too far gone, now there’s no turning back

Slipping off the radar through a hole in space

Goes the passenger sitting backwards.