I feel the rumble of the Northern Line
It's always late and she was never on time
I feel the rumble, I feel the heat
This time of day you'll never get a seat
There's a storm raging down the Central Line
A fire burning, a senseless crime
A broken clock at the back of my mind
There's a storm raging down the Central Line
You don't know where I am going
If you did, would you meet me there?
And the last train is now leaving
And it could take me anywhere
I'm waiting in a tunnel on the District Line
I take a deep breath and tell myself it's fine
Because you can't have what you want all of the time
That's what you learn on the District Line
You don't know where I am going
But I don't think anyone does
And I picture houses above me
Full of secrets, fears and loves
Take your money out, lay your card down flat
Put the change that you have in the buskers hat
Remember when I first arrived and I didn't have a clue
What to do
I don't know where you are going
And now I guess I never will
As the wheels rumble beneath me
And I am feeling very still
Writer(s): Ryan John Campbell O'reilly, David Stuart Granshaw, Tyler Kyte
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