Flying east
One hundred fifty miles
Flying north
Another forty miles
When complete
Return back to base
Trouble is
It never happened
That day
Lauderdale
We cannot see land
We're off course
We cannot see land
Can't find west
Everything is wrong
Everything looks strange
Even the ocean
Can't tell where we are
Where everything is
Can't make out anything
We think we maybe around
Two hundred and fifty miles
North east of base
It looks like we're
Entering white water
We're completely lost
Another plane
Investigates
Ten minutes later
Met the same fate
No tell tale
Piece of wreckage
Is found
We're not even able
To make a good guess as to
What happened
Flight nineteen
Flight nineteen
Flight nineteen
Flight nineteen