Far Away Planes

Listen, can you hear the planes They're far, but not too far away Like stars, I tried to count them But too many had gone and came So that's why we got all this rain Why I'm seeing storm warnings every day I've become a vampire inside a cave Watching artificial wings fly through a heat wave Visions of the dead membrane Gah, human's got to break the chain When it rains and it pours, then it's hot and it storms 30 degrees Celsius on a good day Eh, Mother Nature has lost her stature Sun may come but the storm hits later This is the way the world's cast We live each day like it's our last We're the main hoe yet we look around so Throw shade at the fool as we call 'em a foe There's a literal fight or flight scene in the sky I can hear the planes far away flying each night When they roar through the storm, through the rain and the clouds Got to turn this up when the planes fly so loud So who are we to place blame, I'm the fool now Sitting here, watching artificial wings from the ground Can't compete my track with the sound Of a nearby plane as it breaks the bounds Think too hard about it, run around, run around In a circle 'til you drive it to the ground, what now It's astonishing How we use things But the way it's done is hard to change Those artificial wings in the sky remain Listen, can you hear the planes They're far but not too far away Like stars, I tried to count them But too many had gone and came So that's why we get all this rain Why I'm seeing storm warnings every day I've become a vampire inside a cave Watching artificial wings fly through the heat Visions of the dead membrane Gah, human's got to break the chain When it rains and it pours, then it's hot and it storms Thirty degrees Celsius on a good day Eh, Mother Nature has lost her stature Sun may come but the storm hits later This is the way the world's cast We live each day like it's our last We're the main hoe yet we look around so Throw shade at the fool as we call 'em a foe There's a literal fight or flight scene in the sky I can hear the planes far away flying each night When they roar through the storm, through the rain and the clouds Got to turn this up when the planes fly so loud So who are we to place blame, I'm the fool now Sitting here, watching artificial wings from the ground Can't compete my track with the sound Of a nearby plane as it breaks the bounds Think too hard about it, run around, run around In a circle 'til you drive it to the ground, what now It's astonishing How we use things But the way it's done is hard to change Those artificial wings in the sky remain