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Carolyn Arends
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Travelers
Well I should be there already But my flight has been delayed I'm a weary one of many At an overcrowded gate I have claimed my bit of carpet 'Cause there's not a single chair And it's hard to be this grounded When I should be in the air
It's funny at an airport How you witness every scene The frantic and the famous And the basest kind of mean There are signs to welcome daddies There are flowers and balloons Business trips and funerals
And happy honeymoons
You can guess some of the stories 'Cause it isn't hard to tell
The tears of sweet reuniom From the ones that bid farewell There is variance in circumstance Direction and occasion
But the truth is we're all travelers Who have not reached our final destination
Eating raisins in the corner Is a girl of five or six She is sporting new shiner Shaped just like her brother's fist But I'm sure he didn't mean it
'Cause they get along just fine Accidents will happen When you're killing this much time
And over by the pay phones Every guy who's got a wife Will call to say he's sorry He might not get home tonight
And that broker in Armani Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Just keeps weaving through the crowd Guess he's had a few too many 'Cause he's getting pretty loud
We are prodigals and pilgrims We are sinners, we are saints You can start to tell the difference
The more you make us wait There is variance in circumstance Direction and occasion But the truth is we're all travelers Who have not reached our final destination
Well you know those little carts The employees drive inside One guy keeps racing past here Like the Indy's on the line And the woman cleaning bathrooms She sings Jesus is my Lord While the girl who makes the hot dogs Snaps her gum and just looks bored Me I sit here dreaming Of my pillow and my bed
The kids won't be awake But I will kiss their sleepy heads With a hundred other pasengers Who mutter up their prayer Lord, it's hard to be this grounded When we should be in the air
We are restless we are ready To be any place but here Waiting has a way of making One thing very clear There is variance in circumstance Direction and occasion But the truth is we're all travelers Who have not reached our final destination Yeah, the truth is we're all travelers Who have not reached our final destination Yeah
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