♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I was driving across the burning desert ♪ When I spotted six jet planes ♪ Leading six white ♪ Jupiter trails ♪ Across the blue to green ♪ It was a hexagram of the heavens ♪ Was the strings of your guitar ♪ ♪ Only ♪ It was a faux flower ♪ ♪ ♪ A drone of flying engines ♪ Is a song so wild and blue ♪ It scrambles time ♪ And seasons ♪ As it gets through to you ♪ Can your life become blood and trouble ♪ Or ♪ Your chipmunk scar charms ♪ Only ♪ It was just a faux flower ♪ ♪ ♪ People will tell you where they've gone ♪ They won't tell you where to go ♪ But do you gather yourself ♪ You never really know ♪ Well, some have found their paradise ♪ Others just come to harm ♪ To blow a million ♪ It was just a faux flower ♪ ♪ ♪ Wish that he was here tonight ♪ It's so hard to obey ♪ A sad request of me ♪ To kindly stay away ♪ So this is how I hide the hurt ♪ Is the role it's cursed and charmed ♪ ♪ I tell a million ♪ It was just a faux flower ♪ ♪ A ghost of aviation ♪ She's swallowed by the sky ♪ Like the sea ♪ Like me, she had a dream to fly ♪ ♪ Like Icarus descending ♪ On beautiful foolish arms ♪ ♪ Dreams, Amelia ♪ Dreams and false alarms ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Maybe I've never really loved ♪ I guess that is the truth ♪ I've spent my whole life ♪ In clouds and icy altitude ♪ ♪ And looking down on everything ♪ Crushed into his arms ♪ ♪ Amelia ♪ It was just a faux flower ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm holding to the cactus tree motel ♪ To shower off the dust ♪ And strut the strange ♪ Pillows of my wanderlust ♪ I dreamed of serving 47s ♪ Over geometric farms ♪ ♪ Dreams, Amelia ♪ Dreams and false alarms ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪