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Feb 2016
While some people are coming back
Some are leaving
Seen a hundred faces
But I’m looking for your traces

Like the cycle of life
Some of us are coming into this world
While others are leaving

How your day goes depends on who you know
The one who’s about to come or the one who’s about to go
Are you the one happy cause someone you know is coming back
Or are you the one filled with grief because someone is leaving

Excitement rushing through my blood
As each stop passes by, I sit here happily
And I know I'm one stop closer to you
You're my friend, you're my family

When you go home
I feel like I'm not home
As the train goes from underground to the light
Everything around me seems so bright

I'm alone right now
In a city that is white and cold
Although when I take the same road back
Things won't be the same
All these people looking at me like I’m a maniac

For I will be with you my friend
And you'll tell me your stories
And I'll tell you mine, no worries
Even though it’s a weekday, it feels like the weekend

As I get closer
Your face in my head gets clearer
Reminding me of the last time I saw you
For that was at the airport too
I wrote this one on the train when I was going to the airport pick up my closest friend who was coming back to the city after a month.
Written by
Shyne AM  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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