Going Home Part 1
this airport is so lonely
everyone sits alone
reading magazines
passing time
until the plane arrives
to take them away
me...?
i'm going home
where day to day
monotony
and fields of endless white
circle around
in all visible directions
maybe i'll find someone new
someone warm
but i can't hold my breath
everyone keeps reading
except for a girl
w/ big black rings
around her eyes
hair up in a bun
she tries to smile
but it's full of pain
maybe even regret
i don't know her
i may never know her
and there's a guy
wearing nice cloths
and a grandfather clock
clasp tightly around a wrist
his hand holds his face
covering his eyes
what is it he hides from the world?
or what does he not want to see?
i notice the no smoking sign
and it looks good
but even if i could
i no longer have a pack
smoked them all
while walking side by side
w/ her
past cars and trees
past moon and stars
past then and now
now,
i am left
w/ just the want
this airport is so lonely
everyone
sits
alone
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