I listen to The Innocence Mission a lot. Maybe an obscene amount, as in more than when I used to listen to Radiohead all the time (which is saying a lot). Listening to “Small Planes” on the bus ride back to dorm-ville while feeling like a sack of crap was uplifting for those few minutes.

The Innocence Mission – Small Planes [removed]

I hope you like the song as much as I do. Here are the lyrics:

I know what you mean,
when you want to run to meet the world,
intentions may not carry you far.
Small planes are here
but they never leave my room at all,
they don’t make it through,
they don’t make it out.

I want to be like Sister Veronica,
whose life connects with so many lives.
Small planes are here
but they never leave my room at all.
They don’t make it through,
they don’t make it out.

My words to him
they didn’t touch him, not at all.
And I never can say what I mean to say.
Small planes are here
but they never leave my room at all.
They don’t make it through,
they don’t make it out.

Twenty-five miles or thousands of miles,
when am I going to leave here?
Twenty-five miles or thousands of miles,
when am I going to get there?
Twenty-five miles or thousands of miles,
who am I going to help there?
Twenty-five miles or thousands of miles,
when am I going to get there?

For some reason I never paid as much attention to this song as I did tonight. I’m not one to interpret songs but after listening to this I’ve come to the conclusion that I will never leave here, or get there…once I get there I’ll have to come back here and re-instill the desire to leave again. The idea of small planes reminds me of Bjork’s Isobel video.

On an unrelated note, M. Ward is playing at Knitting Factory on Wednesday, March 2nd. That would make me a lot happier if I could actually go. Hopefully there are people out there who want to go and can go.