I Can't See New York

From here,
 No lines are drawn
 From here,
 No lands are Owned
 Thirteen thousand and holding
 Swallowed,
 In the purring of her engines
 Tracking the beacon here
 "Is there a Signal there,
 On the Other Side?"
 On the Other Side?
 What do you mean,
 Side of what things?
 And you said,
 And you did
 And you said you would find me here
 And you said that you would find me,
 Even in death
 And you said,
 And you said you'd find me
 But I can't see New York
 As I'm circling down,
 Through white cloud,
 Falling out
 And I know his lips are warm,
 But I can't seem to find my way out,
 My way out
 I can't see New York
 As I'm circling down,
 Through white cloud,
 Falling out
 And I know his lips are warm
 But I can't seem to find my way out,
 My way out
 Of this hunting ground
 From here,
 Crystal meth in metres of millions
 In the end,
 All we have,
 Soul Blueprints
 And did we get lost in it?
 Do we conduct a search for this?
 "From the Other Side?"
 From the Other Side?
 What do they mean
 Side of what things?
 And you said,
 And you did
 And you said you could find me here
 And you said that you would find me
 Even in Death
 And you said,
 And you said you'd find me
 But I can't see New York
 As I'm circling down,
 Through white cloud,
 Falling out
 And I know his lips are warm
 But I can't seem to find my way out,
 My way out
 I can't see New York
 As I'm circling down,
 Through white cloud,
 I'm falling out
 And I know your lips are warm
 But I can't seem to find my way out,
 My way out
 Of your hunting ground
 You again
 It's you again
 I can't see
 I can't see New York
 I can't see
 I can't see New York
 From the Other Side
 I Am From the Other Side