Thursday - Subway Funeral
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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Surprise, surprise
Everything you know will flash before your eyes
You're frozen with your hands against the glass
I'm seeing bright lights
I'm hearing sharpened knives
I'm praying to a neon sign
As I wait for this severed line to take me
Nobody called
Surprise, surprise
When a sparrow falls, we go about our lives
We're busy counting grains of sand
I follow red birds
I follow lost words
I'll follow you into the dark
We're running for the dead
All the time I wait to see your face
That's what it all comes down to at 42nd and 5th
All the time I wait to hear your voice
At Grand Central Station
All the time I wait to see your face
That's what it all comes down to at 46th and Flint
All the time I wait to hear your voice
At Will