Title: Train

I board the train at a half past five,
the sun is rising and I feel alive again.
It's just another ride I'm going alone.

Well the city greets me with its thick air,
and my eyes burn, 
but I don't care.

Cause this is only place I truly feel alive.
And I wish I could wander the streets all night.
I hear the echos of my breathing against the cement walls.
ANd the toxic fumes, and the city trains, I love them all.

Face to face with my city.
I stand and watch the cars go by.
You can see the tint to the smog 
as it fills the midday sky.

And I wonder aloud, "what draws me to this place?"
And I look towards the towers where I first saw your pretty face.