Catching the Red Eye

Take B delivers soaring 1980s arena-rock grandeur powered by wailing saxophones and massive vocal belts.

The stories behind Catching the Red Eye

Lyrics

Emergency Dispatch, Atlantic Cancer

Center down.

Can you make the ready?

Pack the bags.

I'm on my way

Midnight on the runway

Turbine screaming loud flying through

the thunder in a heavy southern cloud.

Linear accelerator through a

catastrophic cold.

Radiation treatment's frozen down in

Georgia on the road.

30 kiss of patience arriving at the break of day

If that beam don't ignite they meet a heartbreak and fade I caught 30 minutes

sleep above the turbulent shake

Landing in the city just as morning starts to wake

Grabbed a rental at the curb, ran every yellow light

Rushing to the hospital like a warrior in the night

Burst into the vault behind the heavy concrete wall

Answered with my life to the emergency call

Catching the radar, rolling through the dark

Traveling beyond and keeping hope moving on

Saxophone roaring,

drums crashing high Saving human lives beneath the

Georgia monor sky We work in the shadows

We race against the clock

The traveling road

Crew that never Fails to ride

Yeah

Direct run, swap, vacuum, pull down tight

Megavolt beam ignites in a blaze of golden light

Dose rate calibrated to .002

Just as the clinic doors open for the morning crew I walked out through the

lobby with grease upon my cheek

Smiled at the patients who were sitting worn and weak

They'll get their treatments today, right on schedule time

That's why I fly the red eyes on the front line

Catching the red eye

Rolling through the dark

Traveling, being there, keeping hope moving on

Saxophone roaring Drums crashing high

Saving human lives beneath the

Georgia morning sky

We work in the shadows

We race against the clock

The traveling road crew

That never fails to ride

Be more like

Yeah,

patience are safe

Time for breakfast

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