Benchmarks - Paper Napkins lyrics

Well I'm in Chicago, and the Birds are in Cleveland And I haven't seen a full game on TV all season It's OK, because I get updates on my phone The same ones I get from my friends so I feel less alone Well it's pack your bags Put your luggage in the car And I'll call you when I get there Wherever we are It's highways in August, and it's airports at Christmas It's calling up friends who say, "sorry man, just missed us" It's these places I go and the things I bring home It's chasing these places and things that I'll never quite become And it's empty your pockets Have your boarding pa** in hand And it's take off your belt and shoes And it's rearrange your plans It's words left unsaid, bills left unpaid Friends left for dead and beds left unmade It's talks about money and discussing religion It's disappointing my friends and my seasonal depression It's the war on TV and the news as it happens It's writing these songs on airport paper napkins It's coming back home to unopened letters It's surviving the winter if we stick it out together Because there's gra** to be grown And there's baseball weather It's less than 100 days until pitchers and catchers So let's raise one more gla** to the darkness and sing One more tiny prayer that we make it until spring And it's tray tables up Put your seat backs upright And it's buckle up your seatbelts And it's "have a nice flight"