Ready to get to the light at the end of the tunnel.Moving towards it. Dim Lived in darkness.Hoping that the warmth feels like love. Cant wait to see them. Someone should make a song like sitting at the dock of the bay but with trains. The different stops of death. Or maybe like chrismas strogue movie. Train stops traveling through darkness and revelation.

Like a train ride through dantes hell. Or a personal hell. Or a song about suicide and a train.

Sittin' in the mornin' sun Late night after 3rd shit or 2nd.

I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Catching the train to an empty home

Watchin' the ships roll in Crowded streets streets with lively people full of

Then I watch 'em roll away again Mood{ Full of Energy with no where to go}

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Descending to down a subway hall way

Watchin' the tide roll away Scene {Neon lights warm lighting smell of piss and concrete sleeping homeless}

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Feeling Subtext {Fear Of Living here}

Wastin' time Response So were waiting for our train Aka light at the end of the tunnel

I left my home in Georgia Question {Is it a man Dying in a subway station}

And headed for the 'Frisco Bay Build On SubText {Living in this moment - Emotionally, Physically}

'Cause I got nothin' to live for The subway is warm from the air above. A man walks by playing an instrument

Looks like nothin's gonna come my way A ukle haha like a violin . Something of quiet despair a record

Just sittin' on the dock of the bay hahaha a flute |Andre 3000 as the devil to sing us home

Watchin' the tide roll away

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

Wastin' time

Looks like nothin's gonna change What brought me here is the warmness of the subway

Everything seems to stay the same a comfort. Before i knew i was going home

I can't do what ten people tell me to do I wandered here irrespective of going home

So I guess I'll remain the same I wandered here on autopilot.

Maybe at some point i forget im going home

Sittin' here restin' my bones The metaphysical idea of being with a lack of purpose

And this loneliness won't leave me alone

Two thousand miles I roamed --------- The idea of being Choosing to come to earth to earth but

Just to make this dock my home its warm like the subway but it smells like piss and there

There is a homeless man in the corner sleeping shoe less

Walking down the concrete stairs with warm lighting

I went on auto pilot wound up at the edge of the platform

Looks like nothin's gonna change Not wanting to live like this. Unlike the orgnial song

Everything seems to stay the same We talk about the need to change Juxtapose

I can't do what ten people tell me to do Resentful Regretting Rejecting

So I guess I'll remain the same Others Happiness My Dim-witted failures Inability The comfort of pain

Missing life Wrong vessel body timing The Light at the

and basic Joy not being Setting at the end of the train end of the

Born for Life empty cable car Quiet peace Embracing the

Empty station rats scattering light at the

end of the tunnel

Understanding that even the peace of Quiet subway is ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------temporary. Embracing the light at the End

Temporary. So We embracing that slice of light at the end. Just to watch them roll away again

Taking a silent walk to the end Become come one again

Back to meet my one and only friend (NSE\TV)

Make my way Back home again

Its been fun but all good things got to end

My job is done Ive finally made amends

Waiting for the light at the end Make my way down, back home again. Wastein time

waiting for the light at the end (a) waste of time Waiting time

(End,Death) Makein mine

(Im a) Waste of time

Aint afraid of dying

Pray and dying

Make amends pray and dying

Im ready