[Verse 1] Touchdown on the Lakeshore, transformer bloomin' violet Debris in a orbit like the city got a pilot CN in the lightning lookin' biblical and silent Two hundred k an hour and the physics don't negotiate the private Property, the ego, the plans you thought was final The funnel is a critic with a categorical eyelid It don't blink, it don't favour, it don't read your title Everything you are is what's left after the spiral [Hook, shouted low] Touchdown, touchdown, hold the frame Roof gone, lights out, know your name Touchdown, touchdown, in the eye What you built in silence is the only alibi [Verse 2] I was on the 40th floor watchin' God edit The skyline like a draft that needed less of the pathetic Glass wobblin' like water, alarms goin' synthetic The building swayed a metre and my heart stayed athletic 'Cause panic is a luxury the prepared never credit I dialed home first, family safe, then I said it: Whatever this destroys, we rebuild it and we better it Storms make room, that's the clause in the edict
