Freak Turbulence

You're older, you're haunted, You're ahead of your time. In corners of acres of blocks of Straight lines. Blurringly, hourly we cross some Great divides Some heritage moments and some Melodious minds... A voice above the engine and the Jet stream combined 'it's time sir the time sir Do you have the time?' As the moon groomed the airplane in a Benevolent way Again with the myth that's neither here, Neither there Again with the myth from up Up high in the air Above it all, I love you all Oh how could this be the end Satan backhands our nose and our chin The wings tell the tailfins 'it's freak turbulence' Just then the Captain assures us We will land 'I'll have you on the ground In 25 minutes or less." 'or less', did he say 'less'? Unless what? We're not on time? Or less he said 'or less Jet stream And engine combine Unless he said 'Or less' as if a joke might Just keep us flying Benevolent way As the moon groomed the airplane with its' Benevolent rays --- Freak Turbulence - The Tragically Hip