Making my home in between your lines,
watch the dust of information falling from a clear sky
You don’t know what I know,
move too fast then too slow
You don't know what time, time is anyway
waiting on the airside

Can you tell me which direction I should go to leave?
Something high and something low
Numbers will not guide me now

Children look on as we pass them by,
looking for a sign of recognition of a shared life
If you know what I know,
move too fast then too slow
You don't know what time, time is anyway
waiting on the airside


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