Words for Real Life

I've got this storebought way
Of saying I'm ok
And you've learned how to cry
In total silence

We're talented and bright
We're lonely and uptight
We've found some lovely ways
To disappoint

But the airport's always almost empty
This time of the year
So let's go play on a baggage carousel
And set our watches forward like we're just arriving here
From the past we left in a place we knew too well

From "Watermark" by the Weakerthans