Another Pilot

Crows pitch on the lawn screeching a song
 The inmates wake up and they're pulled to the bars
 To pine their regrets and their rusting corvettes
 And the tragedy they once had a part... in
 They said, "You ruined a life--You pissed on a prize"
 It's still pulling your knuckles to your palm
 (Fucking conscience is siding with the wrong side)
 You know the devil's not deep--no, no, he's brushing your cheek
 And hearing him breathe you remember a song
 Just another angel through the clouds and into the ground
 Just another pilot through the clouds and into the ground
 Just another child through the chrome sets out on his own
 Birds shit on your car, you're scraping it off
 Do they know who you are? Don't they know who you are?!
 They sing, "You ruined a life-- You pissed on a prize"
 Still pulling your knuckles to your tie
 You carry on, hunched over your job
 (Start the engines I'm dying in the long line)
 But you wanna get off and run away from it all
 And run away from it all...
 You plan your escape, at the end of the day, you plan your escape
 You take what you saved, and you get on a plane, yeah you take what you saved
 And you start fading away, as you're turning the page, you start fading away
 (Just another angel through the clouds and into the ground
 just another pilot flying down
 just another devil out of the dirt and back into the earth)
 (Fucking conscience is siding with the wrong side
 start the engines, i'm dying in the long line)