Anxiety attacks from always yelling on the phone
Its time to relax, I'm getting on the train to go home

The transition is what i wanted, i want you to know from the begining that its a slow read....so what if i hype you up then bring you back down...the quick transition is to show how fast your day can change from fast to slow...and stick with me on the symbols of change.

I look at this couple, sitting in the car ahead of me
The look in their eyes screams of deep intimacy

i pronounce as such in-ta-ma-sea...so the last syllabul rhymes with me...yes its basic but who cares, i dont...the word scream was used because screams are associated with passion...passion with intimacy...follow me?

Their moments should confiscate itself to just them
I can’t help but stare, not bothering to pretend

damn right nothings wrong!

I can tell that they don’t have much to their name
His shoes are decaying, blue jeans fading to gray

His jeans are fading, not his shoes...if you made blue jeans turn out gray, you have used them too much

The way they see each other, is my sight erred
How can they be happy, this has got to be absurd

1st word pronounced as (h)eard
2nd as (t)ub-surd

But I digress, I was on my way home...

She drapes her leg over his leg, he smells her hair
I don’t hear what he says; it is theirs not to share

bad comma use on my behalf...but what they are saying is not to be shared with others, it only belongs to them, not anyone else...espically the voyeur kid in the next car (me)

He runs his finger along her thigh, worn from wear
They speak of marriage and affording a proper ring
He’s willing to put in extra hours, save for next spring

1st line should have been reworded...the theme for these three lines is the lack of money they have...her thighs arent worn from wear, what she is wearing over her thigh is...my bad

Now I sit confused, can love really conquer greed
But how can they be happy they have no money

it doesnt rhyme in the normal aspect...money rhymes with the middle syllabuls in greed...yea its also a fuck up on my writing...also needed a comma after happy in 2nd line

But I digress, I was on my way home...

When I reached my stop, they exited as well
I tracked their retreat to near where I dwell
They were in a loving embrace, all alone
I saw it was my face, the one I loved... and our walk home

fucka complex ending...tracked their retreat...he is searching for something that is trying to escape him..love? maybe... in the last line you see that he has found love (home)...so his walk home was his path from being a materialistic overworked man, to a loving companion...symbol of change?

and heres a kicker? when he says "the one I loved" is he talking about his girl...or the face of himself that he likes....cause if its his girl its talking about how he has found love

if its himself, then hes talking about how he can see himself as a better person...

fucka complex ending!