Ramblings of a Passenger

There's a watering hole and it teems with life For every reason and every plight There's an old man being pushed aside The pace of the world leaving him behind A young couple revel in adventure Their love unknowingly tested but admiringly tender A child reviews the money shot Such youthful vanity makes my mind rage and my heart drop My flight is delayed my dear so I'll stay a little longer What becomes of us my dear I can't say so I wonder And I ramble on of the things I see A story told without a happy face Demands proof of the times or it never took place A monotonous voice falls on deaf ears As the glowing screens suppress all the fears I'm met by a lady who thinks but can't say I've served five hundred faces and not one has asked of my day My flight is delayed my dear so I'll stay a little longer What becomes of us my dear I can't say so I wonder And I ramble on of the things I see Every time I try you have nothing to offer And every time I call silence fills the time So I paint myself a picture of all the things I'm seeing Just a distraction of what's further down the line Every time I try you have nothing to offer And every time I call silence fills the time So I paint myself a picture of all the things I'm seeing Just a distraction of what's further down the line Every time I try