Woorden: Coretta Scott. Red Delicious. The Way Home.

I can't believe she's finally here
2 weeks and I dread this whole damn trip
how awkward this will be
smoke that, take three of these and go to sleep
I'll see you when you wake up

On her way home
harsh winds pull the metal from wings
she knows her plane's not landing, it's her lucky day
I'm breaking her heart

tears and makeup smear conveyor belts at security gates
I'm incognito as I'm checking plastic bags full of body parts
please pay no attention to moving limbs
her time of death, our time of death, was long ago

On her way home
harsh winds pull the metal from wings
she knows her plane's not landing, it's her lucky day
I'm breaking her heart

It's her lucky day