Amelia

I was driving across the burning desert
 When I spotted six jet planes
 Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
 Like the hexagram of the heavens
 Like the strings of my guitar
 Amelia, it was just a false alarm
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 The drone of flying engines
 Is a song so wild and blue
 It scrambles time and seasons if it gets through to you
 Then your life becomes a travelogue
 Full of picture post card charms
 Amelia, it was just a false alarm
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 People will tell you where they've gone
 They'll tell you where to go
 But till you get there yourself you never really know
 And where some have found their paradise
 Others just come to harm
 Amelia, it was just a false alarm
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 I wish that he was here tonight
 It's so hard to obey
 His sad request of me to kindly stay away
 So this is how I hide the hurt
 As the road leads cursed and charmed
 I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm
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 A ghost of aviation
 She was swallowed by the sky
 Or by the sea like me she had a dream to fly
 Like Icarus ascending
 On beautiful foolish arms
 Amelia, it was just a false alarm
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 Maybe I've never really loved
 I guess that is the truth
 I've spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitudes
 And looking down on everything
 I crashed into his arms
 Amelia, it was just a false alarm
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 I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel
 To shower off the dust
 And I slept on strange pillows of my wanderlust
 I dreamed of 747s
 Over geometric farms
 Dreams Amelia, dreams and false alarms