Flight Paroles

And we found the diamonds in disguise

I've been wasting most of my time
But I carry on
Today we're a zip, we're lonely and blue
And tired

When Mojave are playing it down
We'll go out again
Aerial land

And if all the fallen dead majors rise
And we found the annual quid for flight

But I've been wasting most of my time
And I can't get along
Today we're crazy, we're lonely and blue
And tired

Flight