Hawksley Workman - Who Do They Kiss lyrics

Where are all these people going? In their cars? In their funny clothes With their gla**es on Go tell me! Where are all these people going? With their sadness on Faking strong Where do they belong Oh baby! Everybody gets born To a mommy and a dad All their jeans are getting worn And the schools make them sad In the loneliest part of the night, who do they kiss? Where do these people need to be? On the plane Running through the rain Grounded by the game More lately Who are all these people calling? Want their story heard Caging birds Shouting useless words To be honest I used to sit on the subway Early in the morning With everybody nodding and falling asleep And all that I wanted to do was weep Because I realize I would never understand The complexities Of all their stories Intertwined