The Last Descent
A thousand miles of sky to carry us along
The world was patchworked green and gold
A story in the clouds, a hand to hold
The captain's voice, a calm and steady tone
Said, "Mind the turbulence, you're not alone"
All in the cabin, whispers started low
A nervous glance, a feeling you can know
Was that the silence louder than the roar?
Was shattering from ceiling to the floor?
The oxygen, gymnastic, falling from above
A final, desperate parachute of love
We wrote our names in panic on the glass
Watched our fragile, fleeting moments pass
The sky, once infinite, became a cage
The final paragraph on a burning page
We stole our mother's shield, the child's small head
And prayed the prayer I never learned to say
A businessman forgot the words he said
And watched his own reflection slip away
The metal groaned, a beast in its death throes
The overhead bins rattled with the glow
Your photograph flipped down and hit the aisle
You froze in smile, a momentary trial
Was that the silence louder than the roar?
Was shattering from ceiling to the floor?
The oxygen, gymnastic, falling from above
A final, desperate parachute of lov
We wrote our names in panic on the glass
Watched our fragile, fleeting moments pass
The sky, once infinite, became a cage
The final paragraph on a burning page
They say your life will flash before your eyes
One highlight reel of fellows and goodbyes
Second-to-be-come, you never got to drink
The clever words you never stopped to think
The argument that seemed so big and vast
Now just a tiny, unimportant blast
Of memory, a flicker and a spark
Before the overwhelming, final dark
Was that the silence louder than the roar?
Was shattering from ceiling to the floor?
The oxygen, gymnastic, falling from above
A final, desperate parachute of love
We wrote our names in panic on the glass
Watched our fragile, fleeting moments pass
The sky, once infinite, became a cage
The final paragraph on a burning page
We're dropping off two meters like a wall
We whisper, "I am sorry," to it all
The silver, burning, folded in the flame
It left behind our worlds and said our name
We're crying, lonely, and unforgiving ill
The story ends, the aching begins to fade
We'll fall, the promises we never made
Oh, all the promises we never made
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