Terminal 3 from Club Cadetta by Club Cadetta

Verse 1
Fine wine, bold notes
Story that's been told
That’s alright with me

Head to the station
Take a vacation
Quarter after 3

Time flys and it creeps low
Everything we know
Is one will pay a fee

For all the stories been told twice
Reminisce all night
Bugs on the porch light


Chorus
Time, time so slow
Where do we go
To curate history

Time so slow
What do we show
When it's our time to leave

Time, time so slow
Where do we go
To curate history

Time so slow
What do we show
When it's our time to leave





Bridge
Been led astray
And for that I say thank you
(That's alright with me)

Patiently waiting for a change or two
I'm waiting here
(That's alright with me)

How far we’ve come
To come undun

It takes me away, astray
Please pollute me with your uncertainty

Just make it quick
We’ve gotta run

That jaded games you play are hateful
That's alright with me


Verse 2
Time moving so slowly
With memories that go deep
They get me high for free

You’ve moved in rotation
Your eyes never stationed
Where mine look frequently

You’ve made a decision
Which left an incision
And the bleeding sickens me

Now we’re friendly but strangers
Old romance endangers
Current ties I keep





Chorus
Time, time so slow
Where do we go
To curate history

Time so slow
What do we show
When it's our time to leave

Time, time so slow
Where do we go
To curate history

Time so slow
What do we show
When it's our time to leave


Bridge
How far we’ve come
To come undun

It takes me away, astray
Please pollute me with your uncertainty

Just make it quick
We’ve gotta run

That jaded games you play are hateful
That's alright with me

• Indie
• Rock
• jazzy
• keyboard
• Brampton