The Passenger — The Wallflowers

Permission now to let this thing land I'm too far gone to know where I am Conditions are worse than we planned Permission now to let this thing land

Heading straight into the blackness Beyond the point of ever turning back Slipping off the radar through a hole in space Goes the passenger sitting backwards

Adam took the apple, I was not involved I'm not responsible for how lost we are Batten down the hatches, extinction calls But Adam took the apple, I was not involved

Heading straight into the blackness Way beyond the point of ever turning back Slipping off the radar through a hole in space Goes the passenger sitting backwards

Maybe a rumble Maybe nothing more Maybe a thunder There before she blows Maybe not a big bang But just a little white noise

Into the furnace of red twilight Threading like a needles through searchlights Fading further and spinning right Into the furnace of red twilight

Heading straight into the blackness Too far gone, now there's no turning back Slipping off the radar through a hole in space Goes the passenger sitting backwards.