Goodbye, Salt Lake   My late afternoon flight   I'll take these wings   Because I don't have my own   But if I did, they'd be even more weathered than these   And I couldn't get home   No, I wouldn't go home   From way up here, I'm unknowingly looking at you   And I wonder if we're similar enough that you feel it   Up here it's just empty space    And the cold thin air   And I wonder if there's really that much more for me down there   Aileron, my enemy   Just this once, let my plane not go down   For as many times as I've begged you to fail this time    I've gotta get back alive to live and hear her voice again   God keep us safe   Or turn us around and crash in the lake where I woke up today feeling so great