Idlewild

They’re in the front seat, he’s got the radio low

And the moon hangs over Idlewild as the planes touch down

He is talking but she’s not listening

She is thinking of her father, who died when she was young

i’m in the back seat, they think i’m sleeping

But i am listening for the cracks between their voices in the dark

We are a family, we are a shipwreck

And we’re picking up my grandma who is getting very old

And they think she’s dying

But I think she’s laughing

I think she’s riding Halley’s comet from Ft. Lauderdale to here

But when I see her

I’ll keep her secret

We all have our secrets that we keep inside ourselves

They built this airport but in a few years

They’ll name it after Kennedy, the one who died today

And he will leave her, and she will suffer

And they will never really know each other at all

They think we’re driving

But i know we’re drifting

They think we’re off on some adventure where the hero saves the day

We think we’re special

We think we’re golden

We think we’re walking on the moon but we are dancing in the dark

We shoot our rockets, we shoot our presidents

We shoot the commies and the niggers and the Viet Cong

Everything changes, everything stays the same

And the moon hangs over Idlewild as the planes touch down