Run to catch the train
Porous metal sound grinding
Needle drops

The strings creep
tunnel wind sweeps like the first note of the
symphony

Sonic upheaval
Your subway trash
Spending all this cash
Submersible weasel

I'm out of breath
My cheeks are red
I look like I'm 25
You're looking at my phone
Convinced I lied

My bag is checked
I'm on the next plane
I say I'll be back
But what if I never see you again

How angry would you be
How hard did you fall
Racing through the turn stiles
Gotta make last call

I dropped my gloves in the pub
All the mementos you keep in your closet in a corner on the floor

All this upheaval
Your memorabilia
People are just people
You collect them like a hamster like there will never be more