Firewater Black Box Recording lyrics

Black Box Recording by Firewater

Black Box Recording lyrics
Slung from the hoary heavens 
With disbelief suspended 
On a shining pendulum of faith 

Hanging half awake and dreaming 
Of burning cities gleaming 
Beneath a sky of ash and slate 

And as the fuselage goes dark 
You're thinking ain't it funny 
Still owe some people money 

It's hard to keep from laughing 
No smoking sign is flashing 
Your mask descends without a sound 

Your starboard hope receding 
Even the sky is bleeding 
You sure could use a smoke right now 

And all the people wave their arms 
But you can't hear them screaming 
You're floating through the ceiling 

There's no gravity that can bring you down again 
It's almost over now 
And you hope they don't wake you up 

Now the sun is shining 
Somewhere the sun is shining 
But it sure ain't shining on you now