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N0 service

[Intro] Four thirty-seven No trains No signal Good. Footsteps under broken lights Green still fading from my clothes Keep walking. [Verse 1] Down where the city forgets its name Old glass flickers in violet rain Platform signs with nowhere to go Dead advertisements breathing slow Water drops from cables overhead Every sound comes back half-dead Tracks disappear into the black Nothing down there calling me back One shoe Then another Echo after echo Funny how silence Can be this loud [Pre-Chorus] No timetable No last call No one asking Anything at all Red light blinking Tunnel breathes For once my head Is quieter than me [Chorus] No service No trains No voices calling my name Cold platform Purple haze Let the whole world wait upstairs No service That's fine Leave the signal behind If nobody can reach me here Maybe I can finally hear Myself. [Verse 2] Old hologram wakes when I pass Pretty face trapped behind cracked glass She sells a future nobody bought Smiles like she never had a thought Bench still warm from nobody there Dust in the blue fluorescent air Far below, another subway screams Different line Different people's dreams Phone says four forty-nine Battery low Still enough. [Pre-Chorus] No destination No excuse Nothing here I have to prove Red light trembling Rails hum low Don't need a reason To move this slow [Chorus] No service No trains No voices calling my name Cold platform Purple haze Let the whole world wait upstairs No service That's fine Leave the signal behind If nobody can reach me here Maybe I can finally hear Myself. [Bridge] Maybe that's all this ever was Not running away Not getting lost Just finding somewhere Quiet enough For every thought To stop fighting For one damn minute. [Instrumental Break] [Final Chorus] No service Still here Tunnel breathing in my ear No sunrise Not quite Just a little less noise inside No service No fear Morning isn't far from here One more platform One more breath Then maybe Home. [Outro] Screen lights up 04:58 One message waiting I don't open it yet But I smile. Next train: Never.