along the edge of this airfield the old prop shaft airliners stand altimeters reading zero formless memories lingering nights are cold on this airfield i sit alone watching radar locked on the wavelength god in the field falling slowly into the screen every day that you waste is one more that you lost when you wake up i see you there on display in lights a final point of no return taking us there from here and we can fly from here and we can fly from here and we can fly from here into a sky so clearly move back we ll dry the tears for those once held so dearly and love will never disappear instrumental along the edge of this airfield the old prop shaft airliners stand altimeters reading zero formless memories lingering lingering lingering lingering and we can fly from here into a sky so clearly look back we ll dry the tears for those once held so dearly and we can fly from here we can fly and we can fly from here we can fly and we can fly from here we can fly and we can fly from here we can fly and we can fly from here always understanding that we can fly instrumental every day that you waste is one more that you ve lost on display in lights a final point of no return every day that you waste is one more that you ve lost on display in lights a final point of no return