traveled on the f train down the

people press and crowd

they start to fade like footprints worn away

only stop and still im waiting

a thousand faces look the same everyone

a thousand different names

they come on two by two

people fade as people do

come here on my own valition

could be my decision

could be

we may still get by

we may still get by

wandered down on avenue a

the coffee shops the sweet cache

of thoughts and words and laughter gone

never ending stream of what youve

known so long and long ignored

dont think so hard just smoke your cigarette

and fade off into blue

cause people fade as people always do



consequence comes crashing in

the scars and the scrapes and scratches

all the memories died so long ago

time is up but still im waiting

came here of my own valition

could be indecision

could be

we may still get by

we may still get by