Glass and time. Underground lines
Our souls are split
Underground lines, pity, all is behind us,
But maybe, we're better for it
Turnstiles, escalators-
There's love, but no takers
The engine driver doesn't have a clue
That he is separating me and you
Glass and time. Underground lines
Our souls are split
Underground lines, pity, all is behind us,
But maybe, we're better for it
Like the zombies underground
People walking in and out.
I'm alone, it's not fair
I'm in love, but you don't care
Glass and time. Underground lines
Our souls are split
Underground lines, pity, all is behind us,
But maybe, we're better for it
Stop, even for a moment, train-
I'll see your face in the glass pane.
In the red stop light reflection
Final station of our conversations
Glass and time. Underground lines
Our souls are split
Underground lines, pity, all is behind us,
But maybe, we're better for it
Glass and time. Underground lines
Our souls are split
Underground lines, pity, all is behind us,
But maybe, we're better for it