As the plane sets out into the sunset the connection breaks
And the ties dissolve into the pink and blues of the silent skies
Our lives change sometimes with the unknown that slices through us
Sometimes with the unknowns that crystallise us
Sometimes with everything you could ever want and dream
Sometimes with everything you never had
And sometimes with nothing at all
If you had known that was the last time you’d have him just driving you around and having all the time with you
If you’d have known the mundane was actually not mundane and quite precious
If you’d known that the time was speedily ticking out of time
And that the plane was coming to take your mundane days
No seats for you
No ticket
No visa
Maybe I have it wrong
Maybe they’re so used to him not being around
Maybe they’re already aligned with this day and that deep down maybe they knew it was coming
Maybe it’s not so painful for them
And maybe it is
Life is strange
It can give you goosebumps dreaming about affording business tickets and a new life you never had
And it could give you something else
Which I pray it never gives
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