Subway Funeral Lyrics - Common Existence - Thursday

Surprise, surprise 

Everything you know will flash before your eyes 

You're frozen with your hands against the glass 

I'm seeing bright lights 

I'm hearing sharpened knives 

I'm praying to a neon sign 

As I wait for this severed line to take me 

Nobody called 

Surprise, surprise 

When a sparrow falls, we go about our lives 

We're busy counting grains of sand 

I follow red birds 

I follow lost words 

I'll follow you into the dark 

We're running for the dead 

All the time I wait to see your face 

(That's what it all comes down to at forty second and fifth) 

All the time I wait to hear your voice 

(That's what it all comes down to at Grand Central Station) 

All the time I wait to see your face 

(That's what it all comes down to at forty sixth and Flint) 

All the time I wait to hear your voice 

(That's what it all comes down to at Willis Point and Shea) 

Every passing second, I feel it slip away 

All of this we used to watch and play 

(All of these things we've been) 

All around it's clear that I've been changed 

(All these things won't change) 

This will never end 

But every time I think I see a train 

It just closed a door 

And the subway funeral is underway 

Movie starts to play 

Watch the thunder of his scream 

For a single frame where I know we're still alive 

But it fades to the grave 

The subway funeral is everywhere 

Every night I see your face on a passing train 

Every inch of track is a sacred path that I follow, I follow 

It's a silver thread hanging from the hem of heaven 

And you're tied to other end 

A needle that's been buried in the hay 

But I'll find you, I'll find you 

Every night I take a ride 

On a subway funeral that never ends 

Never gone to say goodbye 

And that's the subway funeral that's in my heart