John K. Samson - Airport Lounge lyrics

Slouch down in my puke-orange chair and sigh The air is full of nerves and human cells Beside me sits some awkward girl who lies Fell half in love within the airport lounge Captain says "No smoking, if we crash try not to die" Flying some preposterous amount of meters high The lavatory has smoke alarms and lukewarm water and I can see The clouds outside stretched out to nowhere, ribbed and textured easily So aimless for so long I think I might have lost my way It's far too late to talk about tomorrow These are things I feel and things I think and try to say Still waiting for the morning, I'm still waiting for today We'll try to make you see there is no way Attempts at comprehension always miss She lays her body down and tries to say, she tries to say, she tries to say: "There is no answer to a kiss" These people make me angry, what is your's and what is mine Talk of shopping, pure white noise, abide by every "Don't Walk" sign Dinner at the restaurant so isn't very nice Nineteen dollars and fifty cents for some tasteless chicken and wild rice So aimless for so long I think I might have lost my way It's far too late to talk about tomorrow These are things I feel and things I think and try to say Still waiting for the morning, I'm still waiting for today So aimless for so long I think I might have lost my way It's far too late to talk about tomorrow These are things I feel and things I think and try to say Still waiting for the morning, I'm still waiting for today