Still thinking about the line "lonely as the sound of lying on the ground of an airplane going down." I'm intrigued by how it'd really sound like: desperately helpless, sprawled on the floor with your ears pressed down, listening to the deafening whines of the plane engines while pressure builds up in your ears, breathing shallowly through your mouth which barely contains your galloping heart, blanking out words, having flashback upon flashback, waiting waiting waiting for the final note.

Music for the morbid.