Streaming Real Audio Song
Subway Lies (© Group of 77 - 1995 (SOCAN))
Taking the train to where I have to be
Bells ring a warning
Doors open wide spilling people outside.
Don't look around
You're in your own world
Don't meet their eyes
They're all in disguise
Sit by the window
Watching reflections in dirty black glass
Overwhelmed by the noise as other trains pass
The click of a
The howl of the wind beaten back by the train
Rustling so loud that it hardly seems real.
From a young girl in a ratty raincoat
The hiss of a lighter
Ignoring the signs bundled up in thick smoke.
Reading a fashion
Spilled open on its back on the grimy train floor
Love letters written in black ink
On those green vinyl seats.
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