Pensive pondering on life while waiting for a subway train.

Pensive pondering on life while waiting for a subway train.

You take, you give it, you break your life but you live it anyway
You have no choice, you take your chances
You use your voice, you fake the dances

You fly, you finish, afraid to die you diminish your returns
Make friction till it burns and with a little force
You make it to the chorus.

I summed up life in Penn Station
Philosophy radiates off the rails
Waiting for the 2 am train
It never fails

You know it's time spent you never recover
Mass transit heavy on your brain
It all seemed clear at Penn Station
I must have been insane

You drink, you swallow, you think you're full but you don't follow your advice
Another would be nice, don't think about it twice
You're chewing on the ice

You flirt, you stumble, you fill your shirt, pretend you're humble at the bars
Judge people by their cars, with pennies in your purse
You pass another verse

Chorus:

You work, you hate it, who needs a clerk who never made it at your age
The world is just a stage. Your standing on the edge
Or is it just a bridge

Don't put to much thought in it, it's only life anyway