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It also led to a renewed emphasis on the importance of safety and preparedness in the maritime industry.

In summary, The RMS Titanic was a luxury passenger ship that was famously known for its tragic sinking on April 15, 1912.

Please stand by.

This is the terminal

Hold on please

Switch

Switch

This is the terminal

Due to unforeseen circumstances, Air SkyYeti Flight 150 to Denver International Airport has been canceled.

I've been chasing the clouds
I've been chasing all these places to get to you
After all that we've been through
Cause I've been
Looking for your face in crowded stations
Maybe
I'm just delusional for thinking you'd still meet me
One more time
Meet me at the terminal
Oh oh oh
If this is the end then I'll just pretend it ain't over
Meet me at the terminal
If this is the end then I'll just pretend it ain't over
If I could plan a trip for the both of us
There'd be no stops and no passengers
We'd travel in time and look at our memories
Fast forward to the future and see what we could be
And I can't deny
You're the clichés they say about life
Like you're the right person at the wrong time
And in a perfect world it's you and I
Meet me at the terminal
Oh oh oh
If this is the end then I'll just pretend it ain't over
Meet me at the terminal
If this is the end then I'll just pretend it ain't over
Meet me at the terminal
(At the terminal)
If this is the end then I'll just pretend it ain't over
(It ain't over)
Meet me at the terminal
(At the terminal)
If this is the end then I'll just pretend it ain't over
At the terminal
Hello?

Or 'cause I never want to see your face again?
I was caught breathing in the terminal by an airport man
Oh god I was caught caring about you
Labeled suspect 'cause of the lotion on my hands
Lotion on my hands lotion on my hands
Ladies and gentlemen, we have now reached our cruising altitude
If you look out your passenger side window, you'll die!

I
awake in the metro
on its way go Alone
with reflect in the window
Stand
in front of the train door
announcement sounded still
don't know what i arrive for
Mad wheels still rumble
i froze with wind blow
Woman in ad laughs bold
i hide in crowd like mole
Blank sight stab my eyeball
confusion is my terminal
I
wander in the neon
while its light and low
passengers come and go
while its light and low
hey
might have something lost（glitched signal）
glitched signal from your phone
hijack your way home
confusion is my terminal
Mad wheels still rumble
i froze with wind blow
Woman in ad laughs bold
i hide in crowd like mole
Blank sight stab my eyeball
confusion is my terminal
Producer：Bloody Castle/North Koreans In China
Vocals：津岛泡芙
Arrangement: Bloody Castle
Mixing：Bloody Castle
Mastering：Massica雨季
Vocal Producer/Recording：North Koreans In China/林晨旭
Backing Vocals：North Koreans In China/林晨旭
Vocal Engineer：North Koreans In China
Guitar：津岛泡芙
Bass：Aaaki

Of two passengers in the cold
Airport lights!
I went and asked you your name
And we stopped this stupid game

But you're not someone I can win
'Cause you're heading back home to him
Tonight

Dad's new '92 Acura was born between the two of us
We turned into sons and it turned into a time machine
And Dad's asleep in the passenger's
A mandolin string moon has come up
One last song of light that turns into the two of us and
Two-hundred miles to Baltimore County
One for the drive and two for the dreaming
Midnight in Baltimore County
One for the drive, one for the drive

Mom's new red and white running shoes
A gentle little wolf pursues
We turn into hers as she turns into the terminal
And Mom hugs her little passengers
The barred owl laughs we have from her
Rings of summer rain she turned into the two of us

Two-hundred miles to Baltimore County
One for the drive and two for the dreaming
Midnight in Baltimore County
One for the drive, one for the night in
Our old room with the curtains dancing as they danced
As every doorway shrank to half its size and we didn't notice
One for the drive to our old school
Left the headlights on the backboard
And missed and missed and made some
Till the quiet when we pulled in and home was home again

Attention attention!
This is the last call for passenger
ravenunterwegz !
The airline Fairstep Entertainment
Asks you to come to boarding at terminal C
immediately !

There's a reason not to want this but I forgot. 

In the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder, 
Hair falling forward, mouth all askew. 
Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead: 
"Passengers missing, we're looking for you."

AF607105

Charlotte Gainsbourg

5:55

2006

Melancholy
Aviation
Chocolate perfume
Cigarettes

Frequent flyer
Stow away
Dislocation
Sleeping
Jets

Wave goodbye
Feel homesick
Tranquilizers
Bill of fare

Cry easy
DVT
Disappear into thin air

We wish you all a very happy pleasant flight
This is a journey to the center of the night
And the in flight entertainment's out of sight
Here on AF 607105

Time difference
You're waking
Chase the sun into your eyes

Sleeping cities
Dust hotel rooms
Passengers look to the skies

Fly over
Your lifetime
And never touching down

My heart
Is breaking
Somewhere over Saskatchewan

We wish you all a very happy pleasant flight
This is a journey to the center of the night
And the in flight entertainment's out of sight
Here on AF 607105

Your life in
The wrong hands
Savannah and frozen wastes

The flight path
The wingspan
Below the earth rotates

I love you
I miss you
I cannot see your face

Invent a
New persona
Drunk here on the edge of space

All the things I carry with me
And all the things I left behind
And all the things that wait to meet me
Hover in the air tonight

If I can only keep on moving
And never stop and think of me
And free fall through the years and decades
Terminal velocity

We hope you had a very happy pleasant flight
This is our final destination so goodnight
Like a stone we are now falling from the sky
Farewell from AF 607105

The cabin
Is burning
I smile and feel complete

Here amongst
Total strangers
27 000 feet

Suspended
Isolation
Kids throw toy planes in the street

One final
Blaze of glory
Viewed from a window seat

Wake
From your dreams and mistakes
Pull the emergency brake
And get me down
Breathe
The best sword is kept in his sheath
Just give me back my old teeth
If you can find them
Birds are swept away
And i'm a passenger who stays
In a closed cold terminal
A barrell that I can't scrape
A message sent a little late
It's nothing personal

We're just ordinary soldiers 
Marching on a no man's land
You know Sir, we forgot the orders
'Cause there's nothing to understand

Dear
Just put your gun on this fear
Like lifting glasses for cheers
Don't forget to say "cheese"
Birds fall 'cause they're blind
It's an excess baggage left behind
A coffin at the carnival
A crime without a name
Even Lambs are all to blame
It's nothing personal

We're just ordinary soldiers
Tired to fight the enemy within
Sorry Sir, we've become the warders
Of the cage where we've locked in
We were ordinary warriors
Carving our old names on stone
Fuck you Sir, now the war is over
But we are like the warhorse and the drum

Melancholy
Aviation
Chocolate perfume
Cigarettes

Frequent flyer
Stow away
Dislocation
Sleeping
Jets

Wave goodbye
Feel homesick
Tranquilizers
Bill of fare

Cry easy
DVT
Disappear into thin air

We wish you all a very happy pleasant flight
This is a journey to the center of the night
And the in flight entertainment's out of sight
Here on AF 607105

Time difference
You're waking
Chase the sun into your eyes

Sleeping cities
Dust hotel rooms
Passengers look to the skies

Fly over
Your lifetime
And never touching down

My heart
Is breaking
Somewhere over Saskatchewan

We wish you all a very happy pleasant flight
This is a journey to the center of the night
And the in flight entertainment's out of sight
Here on AF 607105

Your life in
The wrong hands
Savannah and frozen wastes

The flight path
The wingspan
Below the earth rotates

I love you
I miss you
I cannot see your face

Invent a
New persona
Drunk here on the edge of space

All the things I carry with me
And all the things I left behind
And all the things that wait to meet me
Hover in the air tonight

If I can only keep on moving
And never stop and think of me
And free fall through the years and decades
Terminal velocity

We hope you had a very happy pleasant flight
This is our final destination so goodnight
Like a stone we are now falling from the sky
Farewell from AF 607105

The cabin
Is burning
I smile and feel complete

Here amongst
Total strangers
27 000 feet

Suspended
Isolation
Kids throw toy planes in the street

One final
Blaze of glory
Viewed from a window seat

Our Town

O.S.I.

Free [Bonus Tracks]

2006

OK hey I'm going outside
You can put the plate back on the shelf
And it's cold though the snow isn't falling
The neighbor can speak for itself

And the cold hard look in your eyes
Is more than a line in the sand
When the truth gets hard to imagine
The hours get harder to stand

He's a seasick terminal passenger
Singing this song to himself
'Till the store bought soul on his skeleton
Sinks into somebody else

He's a see saw
Calm in the storm
A hurricane after the war
When he drinks all blood you can offer
He still wants more

Landing planes
And rumbling trains
Are shaking the ground in our town again

Thought it twice
And kicking the ice
I got turned back around and singing
Everything's gonna be fine
I'm sure that we'll both be

OK hey I'm backing outside
Just put the plate back on the shelf
And it's cold though the snow isn't falling
The temperature speaks for itself

It's a moonlit reason to quit
And nobody answers the phone
But if there's still blood left in your body
I'll come back home

The roads are long and the roads are straight
No gas stations or corner stores
Just trees on trees on trees on trees on billboards

Though the sky is wide
And the sun is hot
Oh how I miss the winding hills of British Columbia

Though the work it was hard
And the mountains they were cold 
still I had arms to hold around me
Iu0027m worried about Alberta

A friend she followed to this flat land
Heu0027d work the rigs, sheu0027d make him casseroles
And sheu0027d say please oh please oh please oh please come home
But heu0027d show up late
And his eyes were glazed
Oh how she missed the windy freedom of the maritimes

Though Iu0027ve come here with my pack
To work hard for a dime
The nearest lake is my ocean
And Iu0027m worried about Alberta

Youu0027ve got a really pretty face
Come on over and weu0027ll talk a while
Oh tease oh tease oh tease oh tease this tall child
Though your gaze was vague and you grew tired
Iu0027d still collapse into your hopeful possibility

Your broad shoulders and your back 
weathered by the rain canu0027t shelter children from this province
I could tell you were worried about Alberta

Iu0027ve been driving for an hour
Next to a blonde and beautied passenger
And she cries please oh please oh please oh please father
I paid you back
Iu0027ve got no cash
But Iu0027m making stories that how dare you try to save me from 
I pull over finally to a bar in Canyon Creek where Judy tells us that weu0027re butterflies
I forgive you, Alberta
Iu0027ll fly away soon Alberta

The idea was not to call ourselves to the attention of the numerous foreign terrorists who were presumably lurking all over the terminal, so the embassy tips were a list of mostly don'ts. Things like: don't wear a baseball cap; don't wear a sweat shirt with the name of an American university on it; don't wear Timberlands with no socks; don't chew gum; don't yell â??

Think bad thoughts, do bad deeds, hide it all, it's all I need
Think bad thoughts, do bad deeds, hide it all, it's all I need

Why thee why thee why thee
Silently pulling the strings from these creeks
Like me like me like me
I recite, recite what he speaks

My son, it'll take you a while
You'll be in pain, you'll take your time
The last of your nightmare will be hideous
All you must reveal when you wake up again is 

Think bad thoughts, do bad deeds, hide it all, it's all I need
Think bad thoughts, do bad deeds, hide it all, it's all I need
Think bad thoughts, do bad deeds, hide it all, it's all I need
Think bad thoughts, do bad deeds, hide it all, it's all I need

Do not try, do not try
It won't get you any farther
Do not cry, this is the
How to be an Evil Martyr

Now we know that you got ripped by a pig
We know why you did everything you did
Is it true that you're good
Never know if your story will be told, you did it for yourself

The narrator is talking zip it and open your ears
Hopefully you see the plot is thickening up to here
The passengers will never see the full picture clear
I sing it to myself to keep reminder of my heir
Deep lavender it's terminal lucidity I fear
There's more for me within the kingdom way up in the air

Stranded 
Standing in Stansted 
Panic is standard
And I can't stand when the 

Sweat drips down 
My forehead and brows
As calls for all passengers 
Not boarded by now
Ring through the terminal
Distorting the sound
Of a thousand flip flops flapping around.

The train from Vologda station leaves ahead of schedule. Passenger Konya cannot breath while the train is at the station. 
Attention, attention!
Attention, attention!

At the bus shelter freezing off fingers to compose a text message
You be surprised by the efforts guys go through to sound clever
I got all day to wait for your reply cause my bus ain't on time ever
Head nod to the driver, tap my card to pay the fare
Backrow passenger, and I got my Favorite window to stare
To daydream about how this city breeze might sway through your hair
And wonder if the promises we speak are only made of air
I'll stand up and offer my seat to fellow riders on occasion
Not because I think I'm better or I'm closer to my station
Just impatient with the pacing of the braking on the pavement
Anticipating your statement, I'm hyperventilating
Up and down like buses picking up sidewalk passengers
Can I find the right transfer to arrive on your calendar?

I'm an insurance company
Im charging 80/20 for Pink Whitney and coke
Im an insurance company
I'll keep you company
And I'll keep you safe and warm
Im like an ICD
V97.33
And this 5150
And blue cross
And blue shield
And UMR is breaking my heart
And Medicare parts A and B
If you could see just what I see
What's the point in holding on
When I can't stay for very long
And what's the point in searching
For something that left long ago
And you know
That I'm still trying to find it
Between these lines and between
These Bush Ghosts
On an aeroplane
You sit beside me
You're flying out of Dulles
You're flying with Delta
And this airport terminal
It's unobservable
All the ghosts that line
These quiet halls
And blue cross
And blue shield
And UMR is breaking my heart
And these flights
No one in sight
Oh, would you care for a cigarette
What's the point in holding on
When I can't stay for very long
And what's the point in searching
For something that left long ago
And you know
That I'm still trying to find it
Between these lines and between
These Bush Ghosts
And I woke up
In my passenger seat
Oxygen masks deployed
And you were beside me
And I know it was alright
Just my time to die
But Michaels up and online
While you try to fix your spine
What's the point in holding on
When I can't stay for very long
And what's the point in searching
For something that left oh, long ago
Oh don't you know
That I'm still trying to fight it
Oh, Between these lines
And between your thighs
And between these lines
And all these bags of hot fries
And all these motherfucking Bush Ghosts
Oh yeah

There's sand up in my fists
Traveling, assisting any passenger that quits
Aw shit, ya side switcher
When size gets thicker
I plug in power till the outlets flicker
Well, the world has never been close to dyin' like this
Shit, wouldn't it be dope to die with a smile on your face?

This exercise vets out
Who might conspire, so just
Know the ledge
Not the height but the edge
Might keep you from slipping
It's a long way down 
back to ya beginning
My rhymes in final turn
In preparation for descent
You'll be back up in no time
If you listen to Valent
D'evils on the tarmac
Waiting for your return
But keep your mind in flight
And let you light burn
Check the terminal
For your connection gates
Now head for your door
Ya final stop awaits
(a yo)
Check the terminal
For your connection gates
Now head for the door
Ya final stop awaits

Live, love, learn, grow, expand
Burn, rage, engage, but yo have a plan
Do the math, Know the ledge
It's the height not the edge
That's gonna get you to the next level
level, level up

On the behalf of the flight crew,
We liked to be the first to welcome you to Hartford

I was born sick
Now just wait til I get tired
Imma get to killing fuckers
In my sleep man I'm on fire
I bring 'em closer to God
Like a preacher and a choir
Shit they already dead
And they ain't even realize it
I'm lightyears ahead
And everything is on sched
I get it popping like I'm on meds
They say they got a wave but I'm the wave cap
Bitch I'm on heads
I introduce that hoe to a blade
I'm on edge
And I just sharpened that
I go out and hustle on the corners where it's darkest at
Iron out a niche
And then I go on head and market that
Up it to the max flip it
Then begin to run it back
Open hand I make it slap
I like em choosy bad and bougie
And half a floozy
Just watch your footing
You stepping to me it's a doozy
I keep a queue full of Suzy's
I'm feeling real groovy
I got it bubbling hot and wet
It's a whole Jacuzzi

The pussy going south
And all the numbers going north
I'm slanging dope
To everyone that got a nose to snort
I'm killing shit look in my face
You don't see no remorse
I'm married to the game
And we ain't never getting divorced

I stopped chasing after hoes
When chemo cleared the cancer up
I realized that most of 'em
Want a man but need a manager
You ain't got the drive
Then stay in the passenger grabbing nuts
Only flowers I ever gave a bitch
Made of cannabis
I got a small circle
I keep it dot sized
But I got a long reach
Shit I mean God size
They say that all people equal
Only in God's eyes
I'm a hot potato
What the fuck is all these small fries
Now make it snappy
With my happy meal don't screw my order
Don't play with me I'm balling out
And you'll lose every quarter
These suckers Obi with the hoeskis
I don't never force em
I like em bending and breaking
They all must do contortion
I keep some options
Stocks bonds and commodities
Get rid of your oddities
We can go on this odyssey
You see the quality
And its piquing your curiosity
I'm free falling
Through this fuck at terminal velocity

The pussy going south
And all the numbers going north
I'm slanging dope
To everyone that got a nose to snort
I'm killing shit look in my face
You don't see no remorse
I'm married to the game
And we ain't never getting divorced

Our story begins with our champions
Two men from two Abrahamic religions, sharing the same name
Dressed to impress for a show and some blow
The warriors, trained since they were babes
Noticed the change in elevator music that the other passengers let pass by
Elbow to elbow with no place to hide
The men prepare for a competition as old as time
The battle has changed from a sword to a pen
The knight with the power of words shall win

Feel like a modern day Lannister
Face up on a bannister, a full loaded canister
Weapon of mass destruction, like I'm Kim Jong's fantasy
If I'm Trump, you're Hannity, you follow like Christianity
A weird flex like little kids doing handstands
My cornerstore been paying me, under a table, a couple of grams
I'm talkin' right out of my ass, it's a mass hysterical blast
I'm cast as academic, I'm a chemist, I been studying all my gas
I sit like Thinker, ponder pulling triggers
Got an easy finger, ask my bitch, say I'm a keeper
Fuck the climb, staircase to life is always steeper
As Tyler Perry stares to heaven, I keep a calm demeanor
My flow unorthodox, it's not Hasidic
My Jewish girl inform me 'bout sects inside her Civic
She held the wheel and started spinnin, now I see religion
Now I think I do believe I want my sins forgiven, yeah
Raf

Raf returns, burn marks on the floor to make his every word heard
It's absurd, the chance of entering a trance 
And being unscathed turned the unturned into a rage
A villain must have rivals, he remarks, for survival isn't enough
The contest is ripe for one to thrive
Wiping the sweat from his brow, recomposed
Fitting of a crown, Raph takes his time
The ying of fire must be countered by the yang of Ice

Kahuna creeping stalking sneaking in the shadows
Terminal vocation like the reaper at the gallows
In his grasp, a cretin, seething
Ski caked about the face
White like the winter season
Cold, ya lips are getting numb
Stumbling and mumbling, you might as well be done
"The line must be drawn here, this far, no further"
Words fall on ears deaf
Exit stage left
Murder
Like a fairytale but from the future
You with Chippendale's and he's at Hooters
Boosting Cougars
He's in his birthday suit, kicked back in the crucible
Contemplating over Moscow Mules, abusive musical
Neo in the lobby open up the Dakka Dakka
Drink you like you soylent, shish-kebab you like Baraka
He's Sharpened like a steely dagger, organs spilled asunder
The mealy-mouthed Emcee reacts too late to see the Hunter

The burns are covered by a cold of stories untold
The elevator reaches the 12 floor, and our two champions walk off
Ready for the show.