The "L" Train To "High Street"

The days colors never seemed so bright

As when I look at them through shades of night

I can't recall

How or when I got here

All I can tell you

I don't care

Puff puff pass

Go a few cars back there's a man with a briefcase

Got bags of fun you've been looking for all night

Trade green for green just don't look him in the face

A couple bills gotcha feeling alright

As it hits my chest it soothes my soul

I saw the red in the eyes of the conductor

I caught the scent and I haven't left yet



Out of the tunnel regain visual

I see myself in shades of grey and green

From a window where the clouds escape

I felt the air and remembered the taste

Chapped lips and blood shot stares

Everyone is listening but nobody cares



There are no limits on this ride

All aboard the train to the sky