1. |
Track of Time
04:44
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When the lights dim at the station
and wind races round the posts
I stand behind the corner
Thinking about jumping the gap between us
Instead, I step through sliding doors
Smile at you behind acrylic glass
Those warm lights fade, and the cold sky
Fills the distance between you and me.
Can I occupy a seat in your mind?
Take it to the end of the line
Let’s race between city lights
We’re not keeping track of time
We’re not keeping track of time
No idea where I’m going
Or if I’ll get off at my stop
Should I stay on till it circles
Back around into your arms
Can I occupy a seat in your mind?
Take it to the end of the line
Let’s race between city lights
We’re not keeping track of time
We’re not keeping track of time
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2. |
Disappeared
04:40
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I’m on my way home
After so long
This place is a broken elevator
Can’t take it at all
I’ve hustled through rain
Onto midnight buses and trains
Watching the hands make their way round the clock
Don’t know how to stay sane
What I once knew disappeared
Why am I so lonely out here?
I don’t know, I’m still unsure
But I’m on my way home
The hours have passed
I pull up to the place etched in my mind like a card
All of the wax that held me still as a figurine
Has melted apart
But the city has changed
I walk like an alien who’s crashed his ship
All of the streets I used to know have been flipped
And the postcard fades
What I once knew disappeared
Why am I so lonely out here?
I don’t know, I’m still unsure
If I’m even home
Where do I go?
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