I wake up, and it's dark.
Haven't seen the light in three,
Maybe four days now.
Something happened last night
In a daze.
I hope it stays that way.
I am backwards
In black words.
Pick up the paper.
Breakfast under the stars.
So caught up in my thoughts.
Your picture's on the front page.
But she wants
Someone who will take care of her
And let little things go.
But I don't think she'll do it for you.
You're gonna get the “nay-no,”
Just because I say so.
This has gotta end.
Get off my train!
Maybe in a perfect world
We'd work it out
In the next round,
Downtown bound,
But when we hit the next stop
You should go.
Now I wait underground
To the sounds of kids
And people laughing,
People crying.
Should I gather the facts
Or just throw myself into the tracks? Nah.

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