20Hz

I ride the morning train

People come and go

So many different faces

As the city passes by

I watch their tired eyes

Journeys never made

Broken dreams of leaving

Fill the streets with dust

This is our final journey

It's the end of the line

Constantly in transit

We just want to go home

The rain that falls for weeks

Painting pictures on the streets

Twisted stars beneath my feet

I cruise the crowd

The rain that falls for weeks

Painting pictures on the streets

Twisted stars beneath my feet

I cruise the crowd

I could be one of them

Going back and forth

Between familiar places

As my blood turns cold

I watch with gypsy eyes

Secrets never told

Stolen years of yearning

Turn their tears to dust

This is our final journey

It's the end of the line

Constantly in transit

We just want to go home

The rain that falls for weeks

Painting pictures on the streets

Twisted stars beneath my feet

I cruise the crowd

The rain that falls for weeks

Painting pictures on the streets

Twisted stars beneath my feet

I cruise the crowd

The rain that falls for weeks

Painting pictures on the streets

Twisted stars beneath my feet

I cruise the crowd