Paroles States Of Transit de Herd (The)

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You smile to yourself as you ride past the panel beatersNew piece since last night, early morning on the bike 8 hours in the shop most days of the weekMaintaining food on your plate And your place in the streetKeep one eye on the clock until you're ready to bailLearned long ago never to rely on City RailWhen you ride the Sydney system, you're up there with the bestLaughing out loud at that ridiculousnessPast the park with the Tai Chi stretchers and yoga headsAnd the people with the bottles and the benches for bedsHell for leather down Crown, hold your breath at the lightsKeepin oxide from your your lungs and keep it fresh for the mikeBand practice tonight to try and keep the set tightBut before then spend time with the love of your lifeGot priorities right, maintaining love with respectThere's a thousand roads to travel but you know your directionSame line, same day, all on the same trackWe cross paths but barely interactYou've got no time to chit chat, got a schedule to keepShooting straight across the city and you're dodging the sheepIts the same line, same day, all on the same trackWe cross paths but barely interactOne more 24 hour stretch, from daylight to dusk and dusk down to deskWaiting for the 428, ragged old suit, briefcase looks much older than his ageLike to catch the bus home, not concerned by the traffic and the lights and the ticket price hikes,Kinda, like the bus, no one talks that muchKeep the conversations hushed, the citys pretty at duskMost faces are expressionless, pressing the bellWhile peek hour breathes perfume that you just can't sellFrom Central, up to King StWindow washers hustle all the cars,The bus driver just looks and laughs I pass pools and parks and pass people byHe's content, never meeting with no reason whyHe has a cold yet comfortable welcome at home A little bachelor pad, a goldfish and a phoneWhere he'll go back to sleep and dream and wake up at 8 Get prepared, catch the bus back to work againIts like same line, same day, all on the same trackWe cross paths but barely interactOne more 24 hour stretch, from daylight to dusk and dusk down to deskSame line, same day, all on the same trackWe cross paths but barely interactIts all I ask of this complex town,Share a tale or two and watch the sun go downThe sun set so fast I didn't see it happenLike I look back on days just to see the patternsSee the way the last rays of the day are scatteredIn such a different way to when I first sat hereAnother beer?You know the more some things changeThe more some things are bound to stay the sameIts a shame about those units across the street thoughWe used to get that much more light in the arvo Still its still a good place to sit for a whileEven if these days I don't quite fit the styleIts the people I come here for though, not the decorAnd they don't seem to think of me as too much of an old boreI used to live round the cornerBut then the rent got too dear, so I moved from hereStill its not so far to come for a beerI'm not a local, but I'm still a local hereSame line, same day, all on the same trackWe cross paths but barely interactYou've got no time to chit chat, got a schedule to keepShooting straight across the city and you're dodging the sheepSame line, same day, all on the same trackWe cross paths but barely interactIts all I ask of this complex town,Share a tale or two and watch the sun go down

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