Lyrics for Last Flight Home

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LAST FLIGHT HOME

The crew is late, they’ve changed the gate
And now the systems are down
Seen nine time zones in thirty days
And I’m on hold again

The bags aren’t gonna make it, but I don’t care if they do
As long as I can just make it home to you

My head’s on my pillow
Your head is on my shoulder
And our daughter’s in slumber
If I could catch a break
I’ll be on the last flight home

I need some sleep, and something to eat
I guess its the vending machine
No place to think, can’t even get a drink
Only one bar on my phone

Don’t want the same hotel room, I’ve been displaced there before
I am caught in a spell, so I’ll dream of home some more

My head’s on my pillow
Your head is on my shoulder
And our daughter’s in slumber
If I could just catch a break
I’ll be on the last flight home

Kiss our girl for me she’s wondering where her daddy’s been
Tell her it won’t be long, I know she waited up for me

My head’s on my pillow
Your head is on my shoulder
And our daughter’s in slumber
If I could just get a break
I’ll be on the last flight home

SACRED BOOK OF FAVORITE DAYS

I see you smile
I see your pretty face and I see through the ages
I hear you laugh
I hear your funny laugh and I know it’s contagious
I’m sitting here turning pages

In my Sacred Book of
Favorite Days
Favorite Days
One thing remains
You’re on every page

I kiss your lips
I kiss your honey lips and I, I just can’t take it
I wander back
Through colored memories and I know it’s outrageous
I’m sitting here turning pages

In my Sacred Book of
Favorite Days
Favorite Days
One thing remains
You’re on every page

I dedicate this book to you
It’s filled with dreams you can’t undo

I read your mind
I hear your deepest thoughts and I’m floating inside them
When I’m with you
You turn the smallest room into wide open spaces
I’m sitting here turning pages

In my Sacred Book of
Favorite Days
Favorite Days
One thing remains

AD LIB EVERYTHING

She burst onto the stage before her scene, swearing elegantly
Well, she was too good to be true and too true to be good
But a lady with a past needs a man with a future
Drawn to the flame of this aberration
Forgetting that trouble starts out as fun

There’s no point in memorizing the words
We’ve all been cast in the theater of the absurd

Horror and relief are never far from each other
Sometimes a shock is required to know you’re not dead
She came with a warning you couldn’t heed
She’ll swallow you whole and then spit out the seeds

There’s no point in memorizing the words
We’ve all been cast in the theater of the absurd
There’s no time for run throughs, we’ve already begun
Just step into the spotlight, baby, you’re on

I asked her, “What time is it?” She said, “It’s now”
I said, “Perfect, cause ‘never’ ain’t ever started a thing”

No snare in stolen words well rehearsed
Ad Lib Everything
We’ll brave every scene unseen in our grand cabaret

“La da dee, la da dee” sing it with me
Dance with abandon, no choreography

No need to learn the words, it’s all absurd
Is anyone alive at all?
This is a casting call
Join in the overture of the orchestra’s swoon
We’ll float past the floodlights, eclipsing the moon

AN INVITATION

You are cordially invited to attend my final exit
All the town’s sinners will be there
Manor born and squalor torn at elbows to the fair
They’ll gasp and they’ll jeer at the unfortunates here
Miscreants out of time
Eyes to the ground, they’ll proceed to the sound of the clock’s final chime

The sands of time will soon be mine, my dear
A final gaze into your eyes
I’m that falling tear- oh, I’m that falling tear

Jewel of the Grail, cloaked under veils in a gilded cage of fear
The imprisoned kiss you can’t resist is here
Her howl in the night gave me the right to tangle with the swan
The moon, a distant voyeur, vanishes by dawn

The sands of time will soon be mine, my dear
A final gaze into your eyes
I’m that falling tear- oh, I’m that falling tear

High above these anguished moors, with stars perched to remember
The lights, now sealed, I’ll hold my breath ’til the glorious ever after
Here and gone, now beyond, but still with you forever

IT’S PERFECTION

5 foot 9 in four inch heels, she’s over your head but never makes you feel small
Long blonde hair swings left to right, drifting away in her endless eyes you fall
She knows to shift from cool to coy, so as not to scare the boys
Knows where every eye is focused, but pretends not to notice

Oh, are you ready for perfection
Oh, get ready for perfection
It’s perfection

Finishes your sentences, she can volley back anything you serve her
A clever girl ahead of the curve but she never makes you feel you don’t deserve her
As you kiss her, lean against the door, she parts her pillow lips and sighs for more
She can stop the world from turning, she can end the years of yearning

Oh, are you ready for perfection
Oh, get ready for perfection
It’s perfection

Perfect chemistry, perfect symmetry, perfect poetry, perfect harmony
Zero gravity, crazy energy, she holds the master key to set me free

Oh, are you ready for perfection
Oh, get ready for perfection
Are you ready?
Better get ready

It’s perfection

THE DAMAGE

Cigarettes, candy bars, and a bottle of Hendrick’s
The traveling minstrel sings, he’s got a few hat tricks
I’ve been around a thousand years, I’ve whispered in a thousand ears

I wish I were oblivious to the damage around me
I wish I weren’t responsible for the damage around me

Beautiful, innocent, she thought she could tame me
But before the paint had dried, she’d already framed me
Tried to stay but colors run, or they fade from the sun

I wish I were oblivious to the damage around me
I wish I weren’t responsible for the damage around me

A beautiful flower torn to shreds, trying to figure out if we love each other
You can’t force it, if it doesn’t fit
If you lose yourself you can’t find another

Oh, I wish I were oblivious to the damage around me
I wish I weren’t responsible for the damage around me

I wish I weren’t
I wish I weren’t

I wish I weren’t… responsible

SHE’S RED VELVET

The Princess gave me access
Passed security to the verite
Certain, drew the curtain
To her secret place- the smile beyond her face
Now she’s let me in I’ll never leave
I’m the trick that’s up her sleeve

She’s red velvet
And from the day we met, I’ve been hell bent
I can’t replace her, I’ll have to chase her
Red velvet girl

Birthday— it’s her worst day
Though she feels on trial, she leaves them all beguiled
Lights up when I turn up
Though I’m just a pawn, I’m her favorite song
When I sing to her she hums along
Then, she reads my rights and wrongs

She’s red velvet
And from the day we met, I’ve been hell bent
I can’t replace her, I’ll have to chase her
Red velvet girl

DO YOU KNOW ME

Night falls, and so do I
Nothing to hold
It wasn’t always this bad—maybe it was
But this time I feel the end

And so, I’m asking “Please…
Leave on a light”
Let me know I’m not alone, even though I am
Give me a sense of connection

Do you know me? ‘Cause I don’t

One thing I promise you
I’ll never leave
Even though I slip away into the night
My shadow knows no doubt

Do you know me? ‘Cause I don’t

I CAN’T USE THEM ANYMORE

Above the waving flames, snowflakes of ash
Scatter in the wind like a lost idea
Put the fire to bed, clear the dust inside your head
Kick away the cage- you’re free

Under city lights, I’m still running
But somehow my shadow beats me there

So, take these dreams and trade ‘em in for anything
‘Cause I can’t use them anymore

I’ve been a prince or a fool for one too many kings
The skies are finally clear, but I’ve got broken wings
The pictures under glass, they’re just presents from the past
I’m folding up these memories

And you could fix it all if you’d just hold me
But can you see me through your tears?

So, take these dreams and trade ‘em in for anything
‘Cause I can’t use them anymore

Oh, tear the flesh from my bones
I just need to feel again

Till the soil again, and plant the seeds, my friend
And what we’ve left to reap could be beautiful

KINDLING
(by Guy Edward John Garvey, Craig Lee Potter, Mark Potter, Peter James Turner, Warner Chappell Music)

Had a circular saw blade
Where I should have had a heart
I was trusted, I adored her
And I tore it all apart

Twin moons on a millpond
From a tumbledown barn
I can still taste the heat of the sun on her skin in my arms

I could fold to the cold of these January streets
But your smile in the half light is pure pillow print cheek
I will be far away for awhile but my heart’s staying put
Warming and guarding and guiding the one that I love
Warming and guarding and guiding the ones that I love

The silence and the waiting and the rush of all aboard
Fifty should to a carriage and I’m trying hard to be ignored
Then my telephone shakes into life and I see your name
And the wheat fields explode into gold either side of the train
And the wheat fields explode into gold either side of the train
And the wheat fields explode into gold

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