Lyrics

I fly to Geneva
My life in a carry-on
And I hope that when I see you
The branches still hold strong

And when my flight lands I will look you up
We will have a laugh or maybe cry
And on the other side
We open up and come untied

I fly to Geneva
With fire in my throat
Cause I still don’t believe you
The mirrors and the smoke

And when the world ends I will look you up
We will live some eschatology
And on the other side
If I was wrong give me eyes to see

I fly from Geneva
The pain was in her eyes
But I’m not gonna leave you
Even if I find new skies

And when the world ends I will look you up
We will see the same new light
And on the other side I’ll pick you up
And hold you tight