Nickeltree - Back To Houston Lyrics

At Sixty Thousand feet
Tumblin' through the air
This turbulence and me
Tryin' to make our peace
Until we reach the land
I won't feel any ease
Until I get the upper hand
But there isn't any quit
With the pictures in my head
Until all of the pieces fit in / You know you can't break free
Until you cut it all loose
Is that the worst that you can do
I gotta find a way to get back to Houston
You know it ain't the heat
Of this humanity
That brings me to my knees

I gotta find a way to get back to Houston I got a jet engine
Burnin'in my head I can't think when everything it's turning white and red
I gotta a place l'd rather be
Than livin' on this screen
Like a puppet on a string
Over and over again
The pictures in my head
Until all of the pieces fit in