Saturday, November 28, 2015

Tracks

There's a stethoscope love 
Bound by the train 
I'm roaming on the tracks 
I hear your heart beating 

I'm pacing 
The clock turns half past morning 
And the sunrise reminds me 

As they sit quietly on the outside breathing 
Come in 
Come inside 

The station is busy 
The train passes by 
No one notices 

Me