A telepathic line to a shadow
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On the wall, just a passenger and that is all
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Taking off on a midnight flight
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The airline ticket in his hand held tight
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Polar route, destination: oblivion
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"Can I take that little box that you're sitting on, sir?"
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"No, that's alright, miss, I'll hold it right here
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I'll need it later on when I go up in the air"
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And one false move will give it all away
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Just one false move will give it all away
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Long distance calling everyone around
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Bad connection, better let the operator dial
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I feel the speed of the traffic zoom
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A train in a tunnel and an empty room
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Time for take-off, extinguish all cigarettes
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In emergency, you know where the exits are
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His hands are white on the box he grips
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No one knows but it's their last trip
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And one false move will give it all away
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Just one false move will give it all away
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Long distance calling everyone around
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Bad connection, better let the operator dial
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Taking off on a midnight flight
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The airline ticket in his hand held tight
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And one false move will give it all away
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Just one false move will give it all away
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The passenger
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| Stan Ridgway |
