Stratford-On-Guy

Lyrics for Stratford-On-Guy

I was flying into Chicago at night Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke The sun was setting to the left of the plane And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow In 27D, I was behind the wing Watching landscape roll out Like credits on a screen The earth looked like it was lit from within Like a poorly assembled electrical ball As we moved out of the farmlands, into the grid The plan of a city was all that you saw And all of these people sitting totally still As the ground raced beneath them thirty thousand feet down It took an hour Maybe a day But once I really listened The noise just went away And I was pretending that I was in a video The stewardess came back and checked on my drink In the last strings of sunlight, a Brigitte Bardot 'Cause I had on my headphones Along with those eyes That you get when your circumstance is movie-size It took an hour Maybe a day But once I really listened The noise just went away It took an hour Maybe a day But once I really listened The noise just went away But once I really listened The noise just fell away