Boarding Pass Confessions

(ooh,

yeah)

Screen shot of a boarding pass on the pier Wind's picking up

but we're standing right here

Yeah, you're the plus-one who became the point (ooh)

And we're dancing on the edge of the year

Took a picture of the ticket in your hand

Folded up, sinking in the wet harbor sand You kept the receipt

for the late-night tea

Keeping proof

of a night-drive clarity

And it's my birthday,

watching the clock spin round

Another spiral

in this coastal town

Screen shot of a boarding pass on the pier Wind's picking up

but we're standing right here Yeah,

you're the plus-one who became the point (yeah)

And we're dancing on the edge of the year

Paper fading in your jacket pocket tight

Just a souvenir of a cold harbor night

Spinning twenty-something with a heavy mind Looking for the warmth that we

left behind

Screen shot of a boarding pass (we were right here) Yeah,

you kept the receipt