Handsome Family -
Your Great Journey
Like four million tons of hydrogenExploding on the sunLike the whisper of the termitesBuilding castles in the dustYou're no longer leaving foot printsYou left your wallet on the busYour great journey has begunWhen automatic sinks in airportsNo longer see your handsAnd elevator doors close on youWhen buses drive right pastWhen the only voice that answersIs the whir of a ceiling fanYour great journey has begunStaring out hotel windowsAt planes taking offWalking round the parking lotYou will never find your carYou've begun to dance the ghost danceStray dogs gather in your yardYour great journey has begun
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