Noa: Terminal

Upon release, the doctors recommended a monthly visit to the aviation pier, it does me good to see a big steel bird taking off through a transparent tear so now i'm feeling better, less pressure on the laundered eye, a little less to fear. i choose a positive afternoon, the airport's straight ahead i tell myself on the way down there: "could this be another addiction to dread?" myself replies, with a glimmer in her eyes: "we could always do push-ups instead". terminal, je t'aime, i love you terminal, bella mia. the doors guess my intentions and slide to let me in i take my steppin' slowly with a ritual back-side swing, intercontinental jive is live and tickling i gotta calm down in the lavatoire i look into the mirror, a maniac looks back terminal's a chick like all chicks are i know at least a dozen girls like that she's standing there, with her short cropped hair, like something suspicious aboard swissair a real bomb-shell, her earring hook, the security guard gives her penetrating look. terminal, je t'aime, i love you terminal, bella mia. i gotta find a flight, but i don't know how! rome through zurich is leaving about now polite pager lady telling me it's time deep inside i've made up my mind polite pager is getting uptight i gotta go upstairs and see my flight! inside, my passion's burning bright! she's running now, she's flying high taking off into the blood-red sky reflected in this tearful joker's eyes terminal, je t'aime, i love you terminal, bella mia. it's all a joke, i say to me then suddenly i hear the boom! explosion tears the sky apart a panicked flurry fills the room and so i turn and take a bow i think i'm feeling better now. upon release, the doctors recommended a monthly visit to the aviation pier, it really does me good to see a big steel bird take off through a transparent tear, after that the pressure's not so bad there's so much less to fear