LIZ PHAIR - Stratford-on-guy lyrics

I was flying into chicago at night<br>Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke<br>The sun was setting to the left of the plane<br>And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow<br>In 27-d I was behind the wing watching landscape roll out<br>Like credits on a screen<br>The earth looked like it was lit from within<br>Like a poorly assembled electrical ball as we moved<br>Out of the farmlands into the grid<br>The plan of the city was all that you saw<br>And all of these people sitting totally still<br>As the ground raced beneath them thirty thousand feet down<br><br>It took an hour, maybe a day<br>But once I really listened, the noise<br>Just went away<br><br>And I was pretending that I was in a galaxie 500 video<br>The stewardess came back and checked on my drink in the last strings of sunlight, a bridgette bardot<br>There's a head on my headphones<br>Along with those eyes that you get<br>When your circumstance is movie size<br><br>It took an hour, maybe a day<br>But once I really listened, the noise<br>Just went away<br><br>It took an hour, maybe a day<br>But once I really listened, the noise<br>Just went away