My heart is a night station, the trains took all life away to unknown distance,a bad lady warming up in the FOMO's, a pulsing light creating some sense,it's cold, it's too cold without you.I think of your smile, you got a light charger, what time is it?4.30, the train comes in at 6, spits out a thousand who got a job in the city,brushing headlight and frame to frame.I think of your smile, you got a light charger, what time is it?4.30, the train comes in at 6, spits out a thousand who got a job in the city,brushing headlight and frame to frame.I think of your smile, you got a light charger, what time is it?4.30, the train comes in at 6, spits out a thousand who got a job in the city,brushing headlight and frame to frame.Come on!Come on!Come on!Come on!