Puffs of white cotton passing the window
Everyone talking, oh, so very loud
And captain sits and seems to be in a daze

One minute high, the next minute low
Nobody knows where we are
Nobody knows where we are


Cigarettes burning faster and faster
Everyone talking about the everafter

And captain sits and seems to be in a daze
One minute high, the next minute low
Nobody knows where we are

Nobody knows where we are

Nobody will ever know why

Nobody will ever know why

Visions of childhood rush past my eyes

In seat number 30 somebody cries
And captain sits and seems to be in a daze
One minute high, the next minute low


Nobody knows where we are
Nobody knows where we are

Nobody knows where we are
Nobody knows where we are
Nobody knows where we are

Nobody knows where we are
Nobody knows where we are