Thursday, July 2, 2009
Night Falls at the Station
I sit and watch
At a station full of people and rails
Each train comes at a different time
Each one goes a different way
People rush, people push
They run and they go fast
As each train pulls out
Some get left behind
Did they miss it
Or did they want to wait
I was there before
In the middle of transit
But now I know where I'm headed
So I sit there quietly
And watch people figure
P.S. I Love You. Does it still hurt a lot?
At a station full of people and rails
Each train comes at a different time
Each one goes a different way
People rush, people push
They run and they go fast
As each train pulls out
Some get left behind
Did they miss it
Or did they want to wait
I was there before
In the middle of transit
But now I know where I'm headed
So I sit there quietly
And watch people figure
P.S. I Love You. Does it still hurt a lot?
Mr Darcy: You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you.
9:55 PM.
9:55 PM.