Текст песни 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?