Summer: Chapter Two.

Westbound Runway,
Take me to the truth.
We don't wanna live a lie,
We don't wanna live a lie.

Tired of living in the dark,
Where everything is uncertain.
Luring me from the tainted,
Oh Westbound Runway!

Let the light show; all the night snow.
Flying now.
Flying with the sun at the horizon,
Wind at my back; eyes on the truth.