All That Keeps Me Going Is You

Fluorescent hum. Coffee gone cold. Name tags crooked. Eyes all old. Last train crawling

through this grey-blue haze. You're the only bright thing in these dead-end days.

I'm working the night shift. It's foggy again. When the drunks are on the

train and they're hard to wake. But I see your face in the window glass.

You're the only reason that I last. Yeah, this shift feels

long and it cuts right through. All that keeps me going is you.

Oh. All that keeps me going is you. Stale

laugh stumble in the aisle. Someone singing something out of key by a mile.