You Are an Airplane – Of Montreal
Just before the afternoon creeps in
Just before it gets too hot to be outside
I like to lay on my back in the grass
And watch the airplanes go by
And I dream that you are an airplane
Shooting across the sky
You are an airplane
You’re a strong and dangerous machine
When you fall, you’ll fall down so fast
When you crash I want to go down with you
We’ll make such a horrible mess
Just before the eyeball appears
Just before the little birds go to sleep
I like to stand on my head and pretend
That I am a control tower
And that you are an airplane
And I can talk you safely to the ground
The way you live your life makes me nervous
If you were to die
I’d have no reason to be alive
Because you are my only friend
