That Flight

At the airport

Tearful goodbyes

And the friendly skies

Upset people

Frustrated travelers

Lots of TSA Agents

But it’s just for show

Cause bad things always get through

Even with all they make you do

Strip off your clothes

And empty your pockets too

No shoes

Now they want a naked picture of you

At least they got sweet uniforms in blue

And all wear gloves

Looks serious

It sure does

I have no care for that

Cause I just gotta get back

To the Mile High

Been six years since I sort of said goodbye

Didn’t have a ton of time

To write and recite all these rhymes

Maybe next time

Maybe my next life

It can seem right

Won’t slip off into the night

Would I of stayed?

I dunno

I might

But that choice has come and gone

We all had to move along

Get more strong

Decide on our own what is our song

But it is almost time for my flight

And I’ll lay my head down in Denver tonight