I walk..entrusting my every muscle coordinates with the next
Instead, I'm thinking that a next step I'll regret...
A step that can be so big, Something thats so changing to Life
Or a small enough step, like to write what is Right..

So yeh..I take many steps..as subways enter through the Scent
An old man with a cardboard sign..Or a Psychic telling us to Repent
It didn't make a difference then, As in that Future is right Now
If I could've changed things then, I probably wouldn't be here now
Not that I'd die or something either...

Im waiting for the 5 Train, true to his name, Its more or less 5 min. late
I stand by the gate, Watching Time Passing by..
Looking at the time on the Watch, Standing on the Gate...
So yes..everything became still, and the Old Man disappeared..
I felt it near, everyone vanished, never reappeared..
I watched Time Pass Me by, And the Apocalypse Passed..
Time ages too.. And Passed by, as the Cardboard Old Man...

blah.

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