JET PILOT

Music by S. Odadjian and D. Malakian
Lyrics by S. Tankian

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

My horse, is a shackled old man
His, his remorse
Was that he couldn't survey
The skies, right before
Right before, they went gray
My horse, and my remorse
Flying over a great bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

My source, is the source of all creation
Her, discource, is that we all don't survey
The skies, right before
Right before, they go gray
My source and my remorce
Flying over a great bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay