Ramblings Of A Passenger

There’s a watering hole and it teems with life

For every reason and every plight

There’s an old man being pushed aside

The pace of the world leaving him behind

A young couple revel in adventure

Their love unknowingly tested but admiringly tender

A child reviews the money shot

Such youthful vanity makes my mind rage and my heart drop

My flight is delayed my dear so I’ll stay a little longer

What becomes of us my dear I can’t say so I wonder

And I ramble on of the things I see

A story told without a happy face

Demands proof of the times or it never took place

A monotonous voice falls on deaf ears

As the glowing screens suppress all the fears

I’m met by a lady who thinks but can’t say

I’ve served five hundred faces and not one has asked of my day

My flight is delayed my dear so I’ll stay a little longer

What becomes of us my dear I can’t say so I wonder

And I ramble on of the things I see

Every time I try you have nothing to offer

And every time I call silence fills the time

So I paint myself a picture of all the things I’m seeing

Just a distraction of what's further down the line

Every time I try you have nothing to offer

And every time I call silence fills the time

So I paint myself a picture of all the things I’m seeing

Just a distraction of what's further down the line

Every time I try