In the final second
You are framed,
In the entrance
Of the terminal
Some device is ticking
It's between us,
Tocking away
Ciphers on the screen
Shining green
Inside your pupils
Delta-t is shrinking,
You are thinking
"Today"
I move in a sequence
You try to explain
You fool with your ticket
I'm boarding this plane
In the final second
You are framed,
In a trance,
At the terminal
Something loses gripping
The momentum
Slipping away
Always it is there
That you stare,
And you stop
Taxi lights are winking,
You are thinking
"This way"
You're watching my movie,
You're on the next flight
The credits are fading
Dissolve into night