In the final second You are framed, In the entrance Of the terminal Some device is ticking It's between us, Tocking away Ciphers on the screen Shining green Inside your pupils Delta-t is shrinking, You are thinking "Today" I move in a sequence You try to explain You fool with your ticket I'm boarding this plane In the final second You are framed, In a trance, At the terminal Something loses gripping The momentum Slipping away Always it is there That you stare, And you stop. Taxi lights are winking, You are thinking "This way" You're watching my movie, You're on the next flight The credits are fading Dissolve into night