Heathrow

Well I used to be some Heathcliff
Now I’m here in Heathrow, waiting for a plane
Well I used to say I’m sorry; never meant it, don’t you worry
May have caused some pain
Oh well; alone again—
CHa — Oh the photographs we keep are just a lie
And Solitude, our king, we must abide
We must abide.
Well I used to be a hot shot
Now I’m Delta Tango Foxtrot
Running from myself
Don’t bother, this is useless; but it’s all those fake excuses
We make up for ourselves
That fuel this empty shell—
CHb — And the photographs we keep are just a lie
We won’t hold on to a thing until the day we die
The day we die
Bridge: Through tainted glass, even the sun is blue
And I don’t know, I don’t know
What to do…
Well I used to be some Heathcliff
Now I’m here in Heathrow, got delayed again
I used to be so restless; now I’m lost and rather clueless
Kinda self-detained
Guess I’m alone again
CHc — Oh the photographs we keep are just a lie
And Solitude, our king, we must abide
Oh the loneliness inside may well survive
Another crash, another bombing, another flight
Another life.
Another life
Another lie
Another lie.