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Airport blues
Stuck between the
Old
And new
I write a song
To pass the time
Charge connections
Before I fly

Airport patience
The lines are long
Never empty
Mindful fog
Here to has been
To where I never have been
Yet it's familiar
There

Airport hunger
Money waits
To spend it's weight
In fools
I'm one, you too
Beneath the feet
The souls ache
Airport blues

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