Living In Limbo
Living in limbo, load up the wagon
Next stop is somewhere where something will happen
Oh, packing, unpacking, sleep in a bubble
If things are changing, the difference is subtle
Packing, unpacking all types of weather
Start on the path to the end of the tether
Oh, packing, unpacking, memories linger
Retracing your steps, it's all so familiar
Living in limbo
Living in limbo
La-la-la-la
Watching through the window
Packing, unpacking what's in your suitcase
Go ahead, and reach in, and pull out a new face
Oh. packing, unpacking, talking on skyphones
Meaningful contact is strained over time zones
Living in limbo
Living in limbo
La-la-la-la
Watching through the window
Oh, packing, unpacking on slow elevators
Asking for taxis and waiting for waiters
Living in limbo
Living in limbo (la-la-la-la)
Living in limbo (living in limbo)
La-la-la-la
Watching through the window
But this face is recorded in purple
It's called something else I don't know
The name I've heard it before
I recognize this trainstation
I mi-, I must've walked up these hall stairs before
My luggage has set me 20 kilos lighter and I'm floating
I feel clapped from to my train
I hear the sound of the conductor announcing
Our departure
Next stop is somewhere where something will happen
Oh, packing, unpacking, sleep in a bubble
If things are changing, the difference is subtle
Packing, unpacking all types of weather
Start on the path to the end of the tether
Oh, packing, unpacking, memories linger
Retracing your steps, it's all so familiar
Living in limbo
Living in limbo
La-la-la-la
Watching through the window
Packing, unpacking what's in your suitcase
Go ahead, and reach in, and pull out a new face
Oh. packing, unpacking, talking on skyphones
Meaningful contact is strained over time zones
Living in limbo
Living in limbo
La-la-la-la
Watching through the window
Oh, packing, unpacking on slow elevators
Asking for taxis and waiting for waiters
Living in limbo
Living in limbo (la-la-la-la)
Living in limbo (living in limbo)
La-la-la-la
Watching through the window
But this face is recorded in purple
It's called something else I don't know
The name I've heard it before
I recognize this trainstation
I mi-, I must've walked up these hall stairs before
My luggage has set me 20 kilos lighter and I'm floating
I feel clapped from to my train
I hear the sound of the conductor announcing
Our departure
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Writer(s): Jason Beck
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