Jason Isbell - Flying over water

From the sky we look so organized and brave

Walls that make up barricades and graves

Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves

From the sky we look so organized and brave



In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt

Drunken tears and tugging at your skirt

If only you could tell me then what part of you got hurt

In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt 



Take my hand, baby we're over land

I know flying over water makes you cry

Where's that liquor cart?

Maybe we shouldn't start

But I can't for the life of me say why



From the sky the highway's straight as it could be

A string pulled tight from home to Tennessee

And still somehow those ditches took a better part of me

From the sky the highway's straight as it could be



Take my hand, baby we're over land

I know flying over water makes you cry

Been in the sky so long

Feels like a long way home

But I can't for the life of me say why



Do we leave our love behind?

Would we leave our love behind?

Did we leave our love behind?

Would we leave our love behind?



Take my hand, baby we're over land

I know flying over water makes you cry

Been in the sky so long

Seems like the long way home

But I can't for the life of me say why



Did we leave our love behind?

Did we leave our love behind?