Track Insight / Lyrics
You check the gauges, dust on the dash
Thruster prayer rising from the ash
Hit it hard, hit it fast now
Santa Fe, we're burning past now
Desert motel veranda shakes at dawn
Your flight suit torn where the metal's worn
Sand hits the hull like a snare drum beat
You taste the copper, bitter and sweet
Altos hum in your ribcage deep
Hymns you swore you'd never keep
Thrusters cough, the runway calls
Gravity breaks, the hangar falls
Thruster prayer, burn the sky
Second person, born to fly
Santa Fe don't own your name
You're the spark, you're the flame
Motel sign flickers, buzzing neon red
Voices in your head, the choir dead
But the alto line still cuts the wind
You're not the boy who stayed behind
Altos hum in your ribcage deep
Hymns you swore you'd never keep
Thrusters cough, the runway calls
Gravity breaks, the hangar falls
Thruster prayer, burn the sky
Second person, born to fly
Santa Fe don't own your name
You're the spark, you
