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(shhh-ooooh) Sitting on the train with my headphones on

Watching the station lights fading and gone

Pulled up outside the high-rise view

Staring at the screen,

still blocked by you

I draft the lines,

I touch the screen

Hovering right above the space between

And the train rolls on,

a steady pace

As I trace the shape of your empty space

Keeping my finger on the button tonight

Outside your window in the fading light

Almost sending what I'll never say

Taking the longest road to fade away

Drafting, erasing, riding the rail

In the shadow

of a paper trail

(drafting... erasing...)

Just a ghost

outside your gate

Too late (shhh-ooooh)