Train of thought

You fell asleep on the metra rail, and you know you missed your stop
Now the end of the line, will be the end of your time
Don't worry, cause i too forgot

Number 8462, will never be the same to you, or anybody that you know
Reaching union station in contemplation
you wonder where did the time go

Whistles blowing and the train starts slowing, everybodies standing tall
But the screeching brakes just don't have what it takes
Nothing's left to break your fall

Now give me your hand, together we can watch the world come to an end
The glowing street lights look, bright as daylight
We're moving full steam ahead