A-Line from Loss, Angeles. by Edward Glen

Sitting at the station, waiting/You said that one would come for me if I’m patient/And there’s that sound that you can hear that means they’re moving/So I stand at attention looking down the track like a loser
And I’m waiting for an A-Line train/And the last time that I waited it eventually came/So I’ll just sit here/I’ll just sit here underground/I’ll just sit here/I’ll just sit here underground
And I don’t mean to scare you with my eyes/I feel like a kid or like a lightning bolt who used to be somebody else who already died/And I’d write you a letter but I wouldn’t have nothing to say to you/So I’ll write you a letter anyway
And I’m waiting for an A-Line train/And the last time that I waited it eventually came/So I’ll just sit here/I’ll just sit here underground/I’ll just sit here/I’ll just sit here underground
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And I’m waiting for an A-Line train/And the last time that I waited it eventually came/So I’ll just sit here/I’ll just sit here underground/I’ll just sit here/I’ll just sit here underground

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