Gregory Porter – Concorde


With a million stars in the galaxy
When I’m floating with them it’s hard for me to see
I’m holding onto this dear Earth
As it spins around with me
With a million miles of odometry
And the moon like a goon staring back at me
I’m holding onto this dear Earth
With love and gravity

60 thousand feet up in the air
I can’t wait to come down, drop down
I’ve been that fool, I let my fuel run low
Let my people know I’m all drop down

Slicing through the stratosphere
Twice the speed of sound
My life is moving under me
Before I touch the ground

30 thousand feet up in the air
I can’t wait to get there, drop down
The only thing I seem to see around
Is sand in which you stand within my hand

Slicing through the stratosphere
Twice the speed of sound
My life is moving under me
Before I touch the ground, oh

30 thousand feet up in the air
I can’t wait to come down, drop down
The only thing I seem to see around
Is sand in which you stand within my hand

Slicing through the stratosphere
Twice the speed of sound
You are my life that’s moving under me
Before I touch the ground

And now, 10 thousand feet up in the air
I can’t wait to get there
Drop down


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