Southern Cross

You say I never liked airplane food
And I say it's just something I gotta go through
I want to bask in a New Year's summer
An August breeze on a January night
Feeling the sea and foreign stars above my head

And I say I never really love the airways
But thank Christ for that complimentary alcohol haze
And anyway tomorrow time will simmer
Rest 'til the end of a double day
Feeling the sea and foreign stars above my head

I fly tomorrow
Gonna steal that southern sky
Liberate every point of light

The southern cross will be in my hands
Long before they've ever known
Long before the north star leads a way home
That southern treasure will be my own

I fly tomorrow
Gonna steal that southern sky
Liberate every point of light

The southern cross will be in my hands
Long before they've ever known
Long before the north star leads a way home
That southern treasure will be my own

My own, my own

The southern cross will be in my hands
Long before they've ever known
Long before the north star leads a way home
That southern treasure will be my own