In the crowds come streaming Destinations dot across the lines Dragging heavy footsteps Heads bowed in silence, passing time
Pass the milling people Didn't have to try to catch his eye As he starts to wonder What'd it take for him to get inside
So it goes Fortune favours those The less they seek The more you'll find Who knows
Tell him what he needs to know Tell him all these thoughts should go Oh-woah-oh-oh Tell him what he needs to know Tell him where the blood should flow Right before he can make his move
As he starts to muster All the courage he can find See his chances closing Watch the doors open, she alights Disappointment sets in Departing now is his daily highlight Little piece of respite before he's back to work the grind