Passing Moments

Film my life using a fish eye Laugh about the missed flights Live alone under a big sky Watch the days roll by like clouds Then I'll open up a hotline Claim I've got some insight Into what's gonna come around Not a psychic, I'm just inclined To telling people things will be alright But I taste the air you breathe When the breeze comes crashing through the street These passing moments These passing moments Stuck between your teeth And I see the same old scenes Of people doing pointless things In these passing moments This passing moment is all I'll ever be Film my life in case I miss mine Wish I'd been in a fistfight Live forever in the twilight between purpose and the lack thereof Then I'll call into a hotline Tell them that in hindsight It was worth it just to feel the buzz Of a life behind the headlights Beaming into the black unending night But I taste the air you breathe When the breeze comes crashing through the street These passing moments These passing moments Stuck between your teeth And I see the same old scenes Of people doing pointless things In these passing moments This passing moment is all I'll ever be