Baggage Claim Heart
Track 8 of Velvet Altitude
[ Lyrics ]
Pick up my heart at baggage claim. Last call for connections, but I’m not boarding that flight, your name’s on the tag, but I’m checking it tonight. You said I was heavy, I said you were brief, got my tears in a suitcase, packed in pure relief. I wore your love like a worn leather coat, but I left it in Tokyo, forgot to take note. Now the sky’s in grayscale, no arrival romance, just this slow realization I lost in the dance. I trace the scars where your silence cut deep, dreams delayed, like flights I can’t keep. But I’m not broken — I’m just rerouted, heart on layover, emotionally suited. Pick up my heart at baggage claim, unclaimed, untouched, still wearing your name. Spin and spin, but it never comes through — one lost emotion in a crowd of what’s true. Pick up my heart at baggage claim, I’m walking out lighter, no need to explain. Saw us in mirrors — conveyor belt ghosts, the vows we never made, the most I could host. You promised forever, but skipped every gate, I learned to travel faster, learned how to wait. No bellman needed, I carry my own, every mile a confession, every zone a new home. I don’t need retrieval, I’ve been doing just fine, since I stopped believing you’d show up on time. I still feel the weight in the armrest lean, those midnight confessions that never were clean. But I’m past the terminal, past the delay — this heart’s not yours, it’s on its own way. All this love — mislabeled, misshipped, dropped in the dark, never properly gifted. But I found me in transit, in the quiet between — no tracking number needed, I’m where I’ve always been. Pick up my heart at baggage claim, unclaimed, untouched, still wearing your name. Spin and spin, but it never comes through — one lost emotion in a crowd of what’s true. Pick up my heart at baggage claim, I’m walking out lighter, no need to explain. Pick up my heart… It’s not lost… it’s been released.