

Cold rail hum under my
feet
Blue signs blur where the late trains breathe
I keep time with the loose light swing
Same old tune through a broken string
Hold me in the space between Half remembered,
half machine
If it breaks then let
it ring I know this shape
of everything
I hear your name in the station air Bent out of form
but it's still there
Round and round through the hollow blue
I lose myself when it comes back through
Dust on the wire and a borrowed tone
Hands in my coat but I'm not alone
Low end shakes what I couldn't
move
Old refrain in a different bruise Ahh ahh
It comes back slow Ahh ahh
Don't let go
I hear your name in the station air Bent out of form
but it's still there Round and round through the hollow blue
I lose myself when it comes back through
Still
there
Still there
Come back through