Storage Space from Souvenir EP by The Blueskies

I'll sit and contemplate
The lack of storage space
In this old bag of mine
It's fractured leather skin
Bursting at the seams
Soon to explode, exposing me
And at the final call
I turn and face those boarding gates

Impending
Departure
Hold tight
Belts fastened
Jet engines push
Me into flight

And after all this waiting
And nervous calculating
The cabin crew
Surround me asking questions

Excuse me have you something
(I'm leaving)
To declare
(And nothing you say)
Why don't you
(Can make me stay)
Clear the air

Impending
Departure
Hold tight
Belts fastened
Jet engines push
Me into flight

Impending
Departure
Hold tight
Belts fastened
Jet engines push
Me into flight

Below us
Tarmac descending
Road lights look
Like veins extending

• Electropop
• Pop
• blue
• brighton
• electro
• electro indie pop
• electronic pop
• indie
• skies
• souvenir
• space
• storage
• storage space
• the blueskies
• Brighton