The Neomythics are: Gregory Howe, Matt Montgomery, Jimmy Fontana 

Lyrics by Gregory Howe

She sits with her big brown bad at the airport lobby gate
Make up disguises her heavy eyes hide the hard choices she's made
Like a deep dark sea she's got secrets buried underneath 
and it's complicated
It's separated, feels unrelated, so she's casting off

All made up but leaving early; late for fate, she's feeling dirty
Pushed and falling off she's moving on

Reclines with a glass of wine in the airplane's business class
Keeps thinking, she's through repeating the habits she's formed in the past

All dressed up, she's leaving early, posing as the times all vary
Trying not to seem ordinary; consequences are all scary
Cast illusions out and bury, slightly used and feeling wary
Pushed and falling off she's moving on

She lands in the Austin sun where it's 105 in the standing shade
Throws her guitar into an empty car, thinking in this heat that nothing saves
With no hesitation, without reservation, it's self-preservation she's carrying now
Given all that's happened, she'll never go back

Moving On - Neomythics

Ex-Fed Records