Birds Trapped in the Airport Songtext
von Craig Finn

Right now I feel a bit weightless
A little shaky and scared
I found a thread in the closet
I followed it into darkness
James, I′m glad that you're here
Tonight I′d like you to dance with me
James, I'm glad that you're here

I′ve been estranged from my family
I fell asleep by the pool
Cigarettes with inches of ashes
Premonitions of crashes

We jettisoned all the fuel
I′ve been screwing computers
James, I'm glad you didn′t die
It's been loveless and lonely
It′s been faceless and easy
It's been weird
It′s been wild


Tonight I'd like you to dance with me
James, I'm glad that you′re here
Tonight I′d like you to dance with me
We'll be skeletons and ghosts next year

When I went to the doctor
I didn′t feel like talking
I just stood by the window
Acted like I was crying
I just figured that maybe
He might let me skate by
Right now I feel weightless
James, I'm glad you didn′t die

The birds trapped in the airport
And the boats in the bath
All the guns in the movies
The premonitions of crashes
And the crosses and crystal
And the pills in her purse
Right now I feel a bit weightless
Last night I felt worse


Tonight I'd like you to dance with me
James, I′m glad that you're here
Tonight I'd like you to dance with me
We′ll be skeletons and ghosts next year