London Heathrow

So let's take this slow,

As if i should even be one to talk.

Constantly moving on all my luck.

So fast, like a rabbit, then getting stuck.

I cannot give up.

In a briar patch i knew i would meet you

But i'm stopped, not sure it's entirely true.

Deja vu of people that i knew already

And what i did to them…this is getting heavy,

And spinning me places that i wish i deserved to be.

I have to block it before my intuition deceives me.

I rocket back to the earth like an alien

Looking for blue-planet rays to become human.

I have a gift that tells of every curse,

So make a move for the exit.

But your laugh shakes me up and it makes me clean

Between an xm pop-rock takeover queen and

An old friend who left a spell,

Lifted every curse,

And made a move from the entrance.

So i'll get nervous one more time,

Watching hands (not mine) shaking 'maybe' signs,

Tying hair with a flare that's ready

To fly aboard civilian crimes.

They're knife-cutting all the lines.

I don't at all care why.

I'm staring like i've got a better idea.

I saw you scrambling numbers and

Highlighting fluorescent wit

With a study pen on airline standby trends.

Believe me, i see things.

Not crazy.

I've come clean, not wasting.

Not lazy, done chasing.

I knew you would be there but i couldn't believe it.

My friends know i'm out there to speak truths and take dares.

A-b (row) 52, and it's 30 degrees.

I'm making sense with this movie

On the back of the seat on the port-side of this ride.