even he
has worked for the pleasure of bearing
no more than a scrap of himself
into this hall.
—a little hope, a little whimsy
before the loudspeaker blurts
and we leap up to become
Flight 828, now boarding at Gate 17.
You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?
even he
has worked for the pleasure of bearing
no more than a scrap of himself
into this hall.
—a little hope, a little whimsy
before the loudspeaker blurts
and we leap up to become
Flight 828, now boarding at Gate 17.