I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left   I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets      Ba ba ba ba ...      Knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight   My head's a balloon inflating with the altitude      Ba ba ba ba...      I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms   And from here they can't see me stare   The stale taste of recycled air   I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms   Calm down, release your cares   The stale taste of recycled air