Departure Lounge Songtext

von British India

Deluxe home
The freeway
The car takes me home

The flat tapes
The narrow
And every hour goes slow

You color your hair
We are departing parting
Parting next year
We are departing parting
Parting next year

Do you still think of me?
Do you ever wish
I could hear you breathe?
Was October alone?
Did you spend December
Wishin' you were home?

The color of stars
We are departing parting
Parting there, oh
We are departing

Are you falling asleep?
As you wait for the
Shapes to catch your dreams?
I could drive for a week
You could make up a
Place where we could meet

Driving all night
We are departing parting
Parting day light
We are departing

All these childhood streets
All these initials
Written in concrete
They mean nothing to me
I could watch it all bleed
Into the sea
I'm tied to the wheel
We are departing parting
Parting next year
We are departing parting
Parting next year

The color of stars
We are departing parting
Parting there, oh

We are departing

We brought back
The airport over the city

We're not here
We're nowhere
We're feathers on the breeze

Color your hair
We are departing parting
Parting next year
We are departing parting
Parting next year

And you never look back
And you never look back
And you never look back

And you never look back
And you never look back
And you never look back

And you never look back
And you never look back
And you never look back

And you never look back
And you never look back
And you never look back

And you never look back
And you never look back
And you never look back

And you never look back
And you never look back
And you never look back