Body
Julia Jacklin Lyrics

The police met the plane
Upon landing, law enforcement was present and waiting for you.

They let you finish your meal
You were permitted to complete your in-flight dining experience.

I know you'd like to believe it baby
You desire to convince yourself of an alternate truth, my dear.

But you're more kid than criminal
You are not a wrongdoer, but rather an immature individual.

Just a boy who could not
You are merely a male individual who was unable to

Get through a domestic flight
Manage a routine plane ride

Without lighting up in the restroom
Without the impulse to smoke cigarettes in the lavatory

Got caught, cloud of smoke, thumb still on the light
You were discovered in the act, mid-cigarette and still holding the light.

You looked so proud
You displayed an expression of satisfaction.

Couldn't wait to call a friend
You eagerly anticipated reaching out to a companion once we disembarked.

We had to fly back home
We had no choice but to return to our origin.

Never got the money back for that weekend
Our planned vacation funds were not returned.

Right there on the Sydney tarmac
At that moment, on the tarmac in Sydney

I threw my luggage down
I threw my luggage to the ground.

I said, "I'm gonna leave you,"
I vocalized my intention to end our relationship.

I'm not a good woman when you're around
My personality is adversely influenced by your presence.

That's when the sound came in
Then, an audible experience occurred.

I could finally see
I gained true understanding.

I felt the changing of the seasons
I experienced a significant transformation.

All of my senses rushing back to me
My senses were restored and heightened to their full capacity.

Go your own way
Pursue your own separate path.

Watch me turn my own head
Observe me turn my attention elsewhere.

Eyes on the driver, hands in my lap
My gaze is solely on the vehicle operator while my hands rest in my lap.

Heading to the city to get my body back
I am en route to retrieve my physical self in the urban area.

I remembered early days
I recollected a prior time in our history.

When you took my camera
When you appropriated my photographic device.

Turned to me, twenty-three
You directed your attention towards me, age twenty-three.

Naked on your bed looking straight at ya
Without attire, laying on your mattress, gazing directly at you.

Do you still have that photograph?
Do you still possess that image captured by the camera?

Would you use it to hurt me?
Do you plan to leverage it for my detriment?

Well, I guess it's just my life
I suppose this is simply my existence.

And it's just my body
And it pertains solely to the physical form I inhabit.

I guess it's just my life
Again, I surmise this is only my existence.

And it's just my body
And it pertains solely to the physical form I inhabit.

I guess it's just my life
Once more, I presume this is only my existence.

And it's just my body
And it pertains solely to the physical form I inhabit.

I guess it's just my life
Finally, I maintain that this is simply my existence.

And it's just my body
And it pertains solely to the physical form I inhabit.