Lyrics Over - Jason Robert Brown

Over

Way down there is a little brown square
Where I served since the 10th of December
Down below are some people I know
That I’m now fighting hard to remember
I can’t see any grass, any tree
Any girls getting tanned in the sand I’m flying over
Take that route where the pavement runs out
There’s the door to the truck I was driving
Past that hill, there’s another truck filled
With the guys who are stuck with surviving
Take that turn, you can see it still burn —
You could choke from the smoke in the wind I’m flying over
I’m flying over, over and over
I’m flying over, over and over
I’m flying over, over and over
Back to you
Hey there, Jane, half-asleep on the train —
There’s no way to explain that I’m sorry
Knock on wood, the insurance is good
You can fin’lly afford that Ferrari
We both know how I wanted to go
But I dreamed ev’ry day of the streets I’m flying over
Down there, Jane, once I get off the plane
Just relax when you sign the releases
Don’t be scared — I’ve been cleaned and prepared;
You won’t see how my head was in pieces
Just stay calm and take care of my Mom
And make sure you salute that flag that’s flying over
I’m flying over, over and over
I’m flying over, over and over
I’m flying over, over and over
Back to you
Keep crying, Jane, ‘til somebody hears you
Keep crying, Jane, ‘til somebody hears you
Keep crying, Jane, keep crying
Keep crying…