Hindenburg

All of this time
I heard it coming
Blowing around
Under the chairs

Clearing the table
I hear the fridge humming
My coffee gets cold
Like the twilight air

I'm queuing up
For the Hindenburg

Itching for answers
Scratching for change
Things I believe in
Are causing me pain

I'd hold you forever
Won't ever leave
Sacrifice anything
To get you to see

I'm queuing up
For the Hindenburg

It would be easier to face
If I could erase
Your smell and your taste
The thrill of the chase

I'd put it all down
To chemistry
The repetition
Of history

I'd just ditch it, I'd let it go

I'm queuing up
For the Hindenburg