That's a fancy phone
But you're gonna have to put that thing on airplane mode
Or at least turn off the ring
It ain't a saving grace
Living from a bird's eye view
And you ain't saving face
Nobody's gonna save you
But you
If you can't live in the moment
I can teach you bae
But I gotta be able to reach you bae
You gotta give me more
So show me a feeling that isn't crowded by a ceiling
Claustrophobic, cornered, kicking at the boards in the floor
We didn't get on stage
To just stare at the top of your head
Quit acting your age
Or get home and get back to bed
It aint Christmas eve but I'm giving it up
And you don't know what to expect
It ain't no mystery what you're give me back
Is exactly what you're gonna get
With all due respect
If you die tonight
You could say you buried your head in the sand
Or lived like dynamite
So break down every door you can
Or spend the night pickin up every call
But if you stepped outside you would find
There's nothing real outside these walls
credits
from Airplane mode,
released November 10, 2017
written by n. canton with k. junker, s. berkowitz, and c. saret
This vibrant cross-genre compilation of BIPOC musicians from New Orleans features Christelle Bofale, Delores Galore and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 23, 2021