Nervous Heart
Song about my old fear of flying. I don't fear flying anymore.
Drip drop
Drip drop
Go deep red splotches
Signal: alive still
Think quick
Wet mop
Call the attendant, bing!
Plug back survive
The passing clouds they seem to soothe me
If we could only cut these shakes
And though I know it's safer than the ground
Oh what a mess a nervous heart makes
Bloody Hand
Used mop
Slaughter house breath
Please get me something to drink
Wet water
Cold pop
A friendly smiling face
A relaxing link
I'm much better now thank you kindly
One incident per flight we can lower the stakes
Ten thousand feet now so soon be in their arms
But I can't stop the pounding a nervous heart makes
Drip drop
Drip drop
Strong heart
Drip drop
Drip drop
Nervous heart
