Stratford-on-guy Lyrics

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Stratford-on-guy Lyrics by Liz Phair

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I was flying into Chicago at night 
Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke 
The sun was setting to the left of the plane 
And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow 
In 27-D, I was behind the wing 
Watching landscape roll out like credits on a screen 
 
The earth looked like it was lit from within 
Like a poorly assembled electrical ball 
As we moved out of the farmlands into the grid 
The plan of a city was all that you saw 
And all of these people sitting totally still 
As the ground raced beneath them, thirty-thousand feet down 
 
It took an hour, maybe a day 
But once I really listened the noise just fell away 
 
And I was pretending that I was in a Galaxie 500 video 
The stewardess came back and checked on my drink 
In the last strings of sunlight, a Brigitte Bardot 
As I had on my headphones 
Along with those eyes that you get 
When your circumstance is movie-size 
 
It took an hour, maybe a day 
But once I really listened the noise just fell away 
 
It took an hour, maybe a day 
But once I really listened the noise just fell away 
But once I really listened the noise just fell away

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