Departure Lounge

The lights on the freeway The car that takes me home The flight takes and hour And every hour goes slow You colour you’re 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 wishing you were home The colour of stars We are departing parting parting there on 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 Tied to the wheel We are departing parting parting next year We are departing parting parting next year The colour of stars We are departing parting parting there on We are departing Were parked at the airport Over the city Were not here, were nowhere Were feathers on the breeze You colour you’re hair We are departing parting parting next year We are departing parting parting next year And you never look back x15?...