Final Call

This is the final call
Final call
Gate seven and your bag is gone
Bag is gone
I no go beg, I no go fall
No, no more
Doors go close, and I go move on

Final call
Ay
Final call
Ay

Your boarding pass still dey my jacket
Small blue ink, I never wash am
Rain dey beat the Lagos runway
You say you go call me from the aisle
Twenty months and one dead SIM card
The taxi meter dey run for nothing
I dey sit for arrivals like a mumu
Watching stranger hug stranger for the door

The board dey blink your name
The board dey blink your name
Nobody call my phone
Nobody call my phone

This is the final call
Final call
Gate seven and your bag is gone
Bag is gone
I no go beg, I no go fall
No, no more
Doors go close, and I go move on

I give the ring back to my mother
She put am for the biscuit tin
The tin wey she dey keep the buttons
She say, my pikin, tin no dey lie
Cabin crew dey close the locker
Somebody window seat dey empty
The lady wey dey mop the floor
She look me one kind, then she look away

Wet tarmac, engine light
Yellow rain on yellow tail
My hand raise, nobody see
Rain fall inside my open hand
Nobody dey wave back for me
So I wave myself goodbye

This is the final call
Final call
Gate seven and your bag is gone
Bag is gone
I no go beg, I no go fall
No, no more
Doors go close, and I go move on
Move on, move on

Gate seven
Rain for my hand