I got a blood nose on a plane
And I thought that you would see the same
Now I'll pretend I know your name
You wanted blood, I wanted rain
I watched Brad watch a storm from his window seat
You know, I know, that God won't remember me
There's been a pushing on my chest since you left
Shake me from your body, I swear
I promise no-one told me he's here
But I've got some things that I could say
A bad idea burnt into my brain
I watched Brad watch a storm from his window seat
You know, I know, that God won't remember me
There's been a pushing on my chest since you left
If I told you I want to die, would you come then? (come if I)
And I thought that you would see the same
Now I'll pretend I know your name
You wanted blood, I wanted rain
You know, I know, that God won't remember me
There's been a pushing on my chest since you left
I promise no-one told me he's here
But I've got some things that I could say
A bad idea burnt into my brain
You know, I know, that God won't remember me
There's been a pushing on my chest since you left
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"I watched Brad watch a storm from his window seat." "Brad 'Smokes' Fulton is our tech/fill in guitar guy/confidant/friend who has played with us and toured with us many times over the years. We were flying back from some-where, on some-tour, some-time and there was a storm out to the left of the plane. It was just one of those moments; I had my head back half asleep, watching Brad watch a storm from his window seat. It must've been a long week. So this is my ode to touring, and the bastard that she is. And about death. Always about death."