Turbulence

You always jump and quiver when you’re coming in to land.
With no runway, no guidance, no nails dug into my hand.
We could have whoever we want.
We could go back to school and see the dead laugh again.
Let’s get dressed up and pull.

The only benefit of drinking, the downside of what we take.
Some weekends I feel like I could always be awake.
A party in a strangers house, have we ever met the host?
Just smile and keep talking and get your can for a toast.

We won’t always be safe here but this is where we reign.
Pull it tight to protect us. We might never sleep again.