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