Lyrics Landing Gear - Carl Broemel

Landing Gear

Feel the drag of the landing gear
It’s nothing to fear
Like a ghost of the sunglasses on your head
Long gone but there’s something there
Slipped into the town car and floated away
Dim lights on your license plate
Feel like crumpled contents of an old coat pocket
A lost bird in the airport lobby
I keep telling myself that it’s all the same
Whether love is long or short and sweet
I was lucky to know you, it’s all the same
To them
Bet you cry yourself to sleep
In a room near the ice machine
Two elevators open and close
Drunk voices walking by the door
I keep telling myself that it’s all the same
Whether someone is humble or big and grand
I was lucky to know you at all my friend
To land
I see you going places
I feel you going places with me
I see you as the reason to rhyme
How long ‘til we hit our time?
The moon’s just a sliver of light
… all night
Snowflakes in a streetlight fall
Piano notes that wander off
Just smoking embers that can’t be caught
So beautiful when we saw them
I see you going places
I feel you going places with me