Korean Air
Atelier Cologne hand cream her scent in a dim, warm cabin inside Adieu, I'm flying Korean Air
call me a fool, but she's just so strong, so strong and now I'm lost, and free, hands free captivated roped here I come
smoking's prohibited unless I take you to the bathroom cast a cloud of petals it's a whirring height we're riding whirring, whirring mirrors enclosing us and I love it, speeding through howling gas and memories of dust in the air
touch the cabin wall, it's cool and we're still inside