SUBWAY



              SUBWAY  

    The Squealing of the wheels.

    You know how good the people feel.

    

   It, the end of the week, rest and solitude they seek

   They all get on board.  A story over and over heard.

   One by one by one.  In a long line.

   They pay their fare.  They can get out of there.



    The subway takes them away, from

    their jobs of the day.

   The week is at the end.

   Time with familiy and friends.

  

   Subway, they go so far away from it all.

   They can finally, play.

   The weekends,

   All know, they can be free

  

   Subway.

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