12 Boxes

I want to switch off the aircraft

Because we are landing anyhow

Now are there any news your day brought

Or is it an unfamiliar call

You're acting strange, mate

And you end up somewhere

Or you try to locate

You try not to care too much

About what they say to offend you

Oh you sing that it's easy

And you're tearing me apart

I change all that matters

And with some good ones in the end

After all these battles

I'm sure that I saw you there

You call me out at 7 but it was 10.45

And you've got 12 boxes around your head

That are missing

I hear them calling your name

While you are far, far away