Ticket Booth

Verse 1  
We stood behind the crooked line  
Your breath too close to still be mine  
You said the train would run at ten  
But looked away and said “and then?”  

Chorus  
Ticket booth and blinking sign  
We bought our futures out of time  
You held your coat across your chest  
And said the west would suit us best  

Verse 2  
The paper tore beneath your ring  
The number blurred like early spring  
You passed it back without a glance  
And said we gave it every chance  

Chorus  
Ticket booth and blinking sign  
We bought our futures out of time  
You held your coat across your chest  
And said the west would suit us best  

Bridge  
Some journeys start with staying still  
And leave you only with the chill  

Outro  
You boarded fast i stayed behind  
And waved at something undefined