Recycled Air (Live)

I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left 
I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets 

Ba ba ba ba

Knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight 
My head's a balloon inflating with the altitude 

Ba ba ba ba 

I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms 
And from here they can't see me stare 
The stale taste of recycled air 
I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms 
Calm down, release your cares 
The stale taste of recycled air