Morning Train — 20s

Nothing exists Just you and me and hollowness Walking to the deadline Nothing is fixed We swallow words like razorblades Closer to the deadline

And there's so much I could say But it's too late now we're running out of time Between the doorway and the morning train

To dark from the light Only I could find a way Only I could guide us To darkness from the light Only I could find a way Only I could guide us And there's so much I should say But it's no use now we're running out of time Between the doorway and the morning train And there's so much I'd like to say But apologies don't fit the time or place Between the doorway and the morning train

Now I'm going, now I'm going down the line Now I'm going, now I'm going down the line Leaving pain again

And there's so much I'd like to say But it's too late now there isn't time or space Between the doorway and the morning train And there's so much I'd like to say But we're running out of time And we're running out of space And this kiss leaves such a sour aftertaste Between the platform and the morning train