Last Train Glance

Fluorescent buzz on the platform edge

Last train gone past the rusted ledge

Your name is blinking on the glass Three dots frozen while the

minutes pass

And you smile for the story

But you mean none of it

Read receipt glowing Where the cold shadows sit (yeah)

Typing a defense then wiping it clean

Static air hanging in the space between

We paint the narrative so sweet and light

To survive the draft of the tunnel tonight

(silent glowing screen)

Oh, we just smile for the show...

Smile for the story

But you mean none of it

Read receipt glowing Where the cold shadows sit (none of it,

yeah)

Just a story... (mmm)