The Postal Service Recycled Air (Live on KEXP)

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I take a breath
Hold the air until there’s nothing left
I’m feeling green
Like teenage lovers between the sheets

Ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba ba

Knuckles clenched to white
As the landing gear detracts for flight
My head’s a balloon
Inflating with the altitude

Ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba-ba-ba ba ba ba (x3)

I watch the patchwork farms
Slowly 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
Slowly fade into the ocean’s arms
And calm down, release your care
The stale taste of recycled air