Stratford-on-guy Lyrics - Girlysound Tape 1 - Liz Phair

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