The Postal Service - Recycled Air Lyrics

The Postal Service – Recycled Air Lyrics

I take a breath and pull the air in ’til there’s nothing left
I’m feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets

Ba ba ba ba …

Knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight
My head’s a balloon inflating with the altitude

Ba ba ba ba…

I watch the patchwork farms’ slow fade into the ocean’s arms
And from here they can’t see me stare
The stale taste of recycled air
I watch the patchwork farms’ slow fade into the ocean’s arms
Calm down, release your cares
The stale taste of recycled air

[The Postal Service – Recycled Air Lyrics]