Track 8 of the album Mile Marker Zero · 2016
Arrivals Hall, Gate Nine
“Two in the morning at an arrivals hall, and the floor machine is the only one making a sound. Somebody's about to be very happy.”
rock ballad · airport ballad · rock ballad · 4:18
Lyrics
Two a.m. at the arrivals hall Floor machine hums down the aisle I got a paper cup of coffee gone cold And a cardboard sign and a nervous smile Her flight's been circling since midnight Through the weather and the dark I've been practicing what I'll say to her Since I left her at the park So I'll wait right here at the gate Where the sliding doors swing wide Twenty years of lost time Walking in from the other side Let her find me in the crowd With my heart out in my hands I'll be the old man by the window With the light still on A soldier kisses his baby girl A grandma cries out loud Every stranger gets a welcome home From the waiting, weary crowd I drove four hundred miles tonight In the rattle of my truck Never been much for the words, my girl But I never gave up So I'll wait right here at the gate Where the sliding doors swing wide Twenty years of lost time Walking in from the other side Let her find me in the crowd With my heart out in my hands I'll be the old man by the window With the light still on The board says landed, the board says gate nine My knees go weak, my hands go numb Every road I ever drove was a road to this line And here she comes, here she comes She stops there in the doorway With her father's tired eyes No speeches and no sorry Just a hundred wet goodbyes I take her bag, she takes my arm We walk out in the cold The sun is coming up behind us Gold as an old road So I waited right there at the gate Where the sliding doors swung wide Twenty years of lost time Walking in from the other side She found me in the crowd With my heart out in my hands The old man by the window With the light still on With the light still on Yeah, the light still on