Текст песни Magic Beans - Skittish

I can't console you, i'm sorry and i love you
Across the atlantic is a land i'm longing to
30,000 feet above it, i stop and think of you blown apart
You'll be leaving after the floodtide,
and i'll be waiting on the other side
I've traded my only friends for a handful of magic beans
It turns out that i'm scared of heights
Well, it's a nice thought anyway
To know they're by my side
Maybe i'll plant them someday... grown apart
For months i've thought of nothing
But banishing this small city and its whispered conversations
To the absence in my memory
Nothing perfect lasts forever, which makes it so.