In Transit

Window views in neon lines Passing faces, crossing signs Heartbeat syncs with engine hum Every mile, closer come Suitcase wheels on station floors Tickets stamped, revolving doors City lights are fading fast Moving forward, never past In transit, moving through Between the old and something new Counting lines, chasing time Somewhere waiting down the line Rhythms roll, engines sigh Feet don't stop, but dreams fly high Lost in motion, all feels true In transit, just passing through Airplane wings and highway streams Turning roads into daydreams Signals flash and stations call In-between, I feel it all Eyes on clocks, hands in pockets Headphones on, beats in sockets Every moment ticking by Fills the space where hope can lie In transit, moving through Between the old and something new Counting lines, chasing time Somewhere waiting down the line Rhythms roll, engines sigh Feet don't stop, but dreams fly high Lost in motion, all feels true In transit, just passing through City fades, horizon wide Unwritten maps, untaken rides Signals change and wheels spin round Destination yet unfound In transit, moving through Between the old and something new Counting lines, chasing time Somewhere waiting down the line Motion hums beneath my feet Every turn, a steady beat Nowhere still, but dreams in view In transit — me and you In transit, rolling slow Now I'm ready… time to go