At the airport terminal, the planes are landing
Traveling somewhere and it feels fantastic
Rolling across the terminal floor
And the skys so high and the grounds so low
And I think Im dying but Im just being born
At the airport terminal, the planes are landing
And through the terminal, we all shall go
At the airport terminal, I feel so unusual
And everybody here is having an unusual day
Its 10:24 in an unusual time zone
And Im feeling fine in an unusual way
And were going so high as Im flying so low
And Im saying goodbye to the world I know
At the airport terminal, the planes are landing
And through the terminal, we all can grow
And its time to let go
But Im lying down on the terminal floor
And Im running toward the terminal door
And Im eating porridge but Ive heated it for the wrong amount of time
At the airport terminal, I feel so imaginative
Imagining where all the planes are going
And when Im there Ill imagine where I came from
Then Ill imagine my way back home
But its 8:45 and Im on the next flight
Its going around the world
And well fly through the night til the day becomes bright
Until the night returns
When will the night return?
Hey!
At the airport terminal, the planes are landing
One day soon well all be together
Until then the terminal carries me through