Lyrics Stowaway - Vis
Stowaway
in
the
wheel
wells
of
a
plane
My
adventurous
nature
has
nearly
killed
me
again
Away
I
fled
to
Somalia
to
see
my
parents
in
an
Internment
camp
A
state
of
hibernation
at
forty-thousand
feet
all
the
way
No
replies
from
the
mainland
for
now
Do
they
wonder
where
I
will
be
found?
Before
I
fall
asleep
I
could
see
the
sea
My
eyes
peering
through
the
hole,
my
face
against
the
hull
All
my
limbs
go
numb
and
I
think,
"What
have
I
done?"
Losing
oxygen,
sinking
through
the
cold,
circling
the
void
I
forgot
to
save
me
from
myself
A
state
of
hibernation
at
forty-thousand
feet
all
the
way
No
replies
from
the
mainland
for
now
Do
they
wonder
where
I
will
be
found?
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