"Looking For A Place To Land" lyrics

"Looking For A Place To Land"

I been circling
The side of my hands
Reserves are running low and
I'm looking for a place to land
'Cause far too young I learned to fly
So I should know now as a man
How to come back down now
I'm looking for a place to land now

I've crossed oceans
Fought freezing rain and blowing sand
I've crossed lines and roads and wondering rivers
Just looking for a place to land
Now I've climbed the heights most weren't meant to understand now
I'm flying low
And I'm looking for a place to land
'Cause these once proud engines
They choke up now and then
Now, now I'm starting to lose my faith
But still looking for a place to land

So tower, tower please come in
Where will my engines give out?
When?
How long ago
Did I start my decent?
And if I put down here
Will I ever fly again?

And a voice said seeker come back
Lonely seeker come in
If we can just take it slow
I know I can bring you in
And I touched down and couldn't find my feet
But you held me up till I could stand
Now I never fly alone
I've got a place to land


Writer(s): Justin Townes Earle
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