Thirty-Five Thousand Feet of Despair (Stereo Remix)

Thirty-Five Thousand Feet Of Despair (Stereo Remix) - The Flaming Lips (烈焰紅脣)

Another moth disintegrates

Hovering in the beam of a searchlights

That's looking for a trace of a plane

Whose pilot it's a shame has gone insane

You can see the silhouette across the moon

He hung himself mid-flight in the bathroom

Why is it so high Why is it so much

Why is it so high Why is it so much