I wanted California before the ceiling got too low
My eyelids got too heavy and my hands they got too cold
Now I'm so afraid I'll feel it everywhere I go
It still haunts me
He hoped the money'd change you, and eventually it did
You'll never see it coming if you don't know what it is
Now you smile for pictures with his finger on the lens
It still haunts me
No matter what you do
No matter where you go, it still finds you
The plane went down in silence, no one shouted, screamed or cried
They kept their seatbelts fastened and their tray tables upright
Their names were in the paper, like they'd won some kinda prize
It still haunts me