Another Pilot

Crows pitch on the lawn screeching a song

The inmates wake up and they're pulled to the bars

To pine their regrets and their rusting corvettes

And the tragedy they once had a part... in

They said, "You ruined a life--You pissed on a prize"

It's still pulling your knuckles to your palm

(Fucking conscience is siding with the wrong side)

You know the devil's not deep--no, no, he's brushing your cheek

And hearing him breathe you remember a song

Just another angel through the clouds and into the ground

Just another pilot through the clouds and into the ground

Just another child through the chrome sets out on his own

Birds shit on your car, you're scraping it off

Do they know who you are? Don't they know who you are?!

They sing, "You ruined a life-- You pissed on a prize"

Still pulling your knuckles to your tie

You carry on, hunched over your job

(Start the engines I'm dying in the long line)

But you wanna get off and run away from it all

And run away from it all...

You plan your escape, at the end of the day, you plan your escape

You take what you saved, and you get on a plane, yeah you take what you saved

And you start fading away, as you're turning the page, you start fading away

(Just another angel through the clouds and into the ground

Just another pilot flying down

Just another devil out of the dirt and back into the earth)

(Fucking conscience is siding with the wrong side

Start the engines, i'm dying in the long line)