Ghosts of Tables and Chairs - Lyrics
In Flight Movie
All the times I swore I'd never go back there, after all these years I end up on a plane. Ticket paid for by my youngest uncle. He works at a hotel front desk.
The in-flight movie offers no advice.
I decide to drink three pink plastic bottles of wine.
Think about nothing. Try to clear your head.
I think of everything instead.
The past sits in my head like a movie.
All the scenes blend into one moment I stood outside the Safeway calling collect please please answer the phone.