Rest Against The Glass

A seat opens up right by the door

I sit down low and rest my head

The glass is cool against my cheek

I watch the tunnel lights fly by

I lean right here and close my eyes

The long day melts away at last

The cool glass holds my heavy head

I rest right here until my stop

My reflection floats upon the pane

Behind it lies the dark black night

I do not think of what was said

I only feel the train move on

I lean right here and close my eyes

The train car rocks a gentle beat

The cool glass holds my heavy head

I rest right here until my stop

Each station passed is one step close

To my own bed and quiet room

I take my time and close my eyes

And let the dark window comfort me

I lean right here and close my eyes

The world outside is moving fast

The cool glass holds my heavy head

I rest right here until my stop

My temple rests upon the glass

The cold feels good against my skin

I hear the speaker call my line

And stay right here a moment more

I fold the lid down slowly now

The blue light fades into the dark

My desk is quiet for the night

I leave my papers in a stack

I did enough for one full day

The work can wait right where it is

My shoulders drop a little lower

I step away into the hall

The quiet room feels calm again

I grab my bag and pull it close

No need to think of what comes next

The clock is pointing to the door

I did enough for one full day

The screen is black and still tonight

I leave the quiet desk behind

I step away into the hall

The hallway lights are dimming down

I take a slow and steady breath

The heavy hours are far behind

I walk out light and unhurried

I did enough for one full day

The morning problems fade away

I turn the office key tonight

I step away into the hall

The work is done for now my friend

I leave it all behind these doors

I take my first light step tonight

And walk into the evening breeze

The lift door hums and closes tight

I press the button lit in green

The metal walls are cool and smooth

We drop down slowly through the floors

I let the heavy day slip by

With every floor that ticks away

My tired feet are feeling light

The lobby sits down down below

A stranger smiles and nods at me

We share the silence for a minute

Nobody talks about their work

We only watch the numbers change

I let the heavy day slip by

The thirty floors go passing fast

My mind is quiet on the way

The lobby sits down down below

The tiny bell gives out a chime

The doors slide open wide again

The lobby air is cool and soft

My evening starts right from this step

I let the heavy day slip by

The busy hours are far above

I take my time and walk outside

The lobby sits down down below

The ground is underneath my feet

The elevator goes back up

I walk across the shiny floor

And step out into night air

The winter air hits at the door

I pull my zipper to my chin

My pockets warm my cold right hand

The tall glass tower stays behind

I leave the daytime in the cold

The night is soft and open now

My jacket keeps the chilly breeze

Away from where I walk tonight

I wrap my scarf around my neck

The traffic hums a low soft sound

My boots click on the concrete paving

I walk without a single rush

I leave the daytime in the cold

The streetlamp shines a golden warm

My jacket keeps the chilly breeze

Away from where I walk tonight

The dark sky stretches out so wide

I see my breath turn into fog

It melts away into the dark

Just like the things I thought today

I leave the daytime in the cold

The winter wind can blow right past

My jacket keeps the chilly breeze

Away from where I walk tonight

My hands stay deep inside my coat

The chilly air feels crisp and good

I keep my eyes ahead of me

And walk down to the station steps

The yellow lamps light up the street

I follow shadow on the stone

The busy office buildings fade

Into the dark behind my back

My feet know where to go tonight

I leave the town to rest itself

The streetlamp marks the path I take

I walk away from all the noise

The shopfronts blink with orange light

People move past to catch their buses

I slow my pace down to a stroll

No need to hurry on this street

My feet know where to go tonight

The concrete path is cool and clear

The shadows stretch along the road

I walk away from all the noise

A sudden breeze blows down the lane

It carries sounds of evening food

I breathe it in and smile a bit

The night belongs to me right now

My feet know where to go tonight

The daytime hum is turning soft

I turn toward the station sign

I walk away from all the noise

The office block is out of view

The yellow light shines on my shoes

I take a long and quiet breath

And keep on walking to the train

I pull my card out from my bag

The gate beeps soft and lets me through

The stairs go down beneath the street

Where crowds move gently like a stream

I slide my card back in my coat

The journey home is underway

I drop my worries at the gate

And walk down to the platform line

The subway smell is warm and old

The turnstile turns and locks behind

I leave the outer world above

To catch the train that takes me home

I slide my card back in my coat

The turnstile clicks and sets me free

I drop my worries at the gate

And walk down to the platform line

No ticket needed for my mind

Just simple steps down to the track

Each step I take is easy now

Each moment carries me along

I slide my card back in my coat

The underground is cool and calm

I drop my worries at the gate

And walk down to the platform line

The gate is past and far behind

My plastic card is resting safe

I hear the train approach the track

And stand here waiting for my ride

The yellow line is on the floor

I stand and wait along the track

The breeze comes through the dark tunnel

Before the headlights start to shine

I breathe out slow and let it go

The train is rolling in for me

My waiting time is quiet now

I stand right here and feel at ease

The steel rails rumble in the dark

I watch the glowing lights appear

The people stand in gentle rows

All going home the same long way

I breathe out slow and let it go

The platform air is cool and still

My waiting time is quiet now

I stand right here and feel at ease

No calls to answer on this floor

No messages that need my words

Just wind that blows before the train

And light that warms the concrete wall

I breathe out slow and let it go

The heavy engine slows its wheels

My waiting time is quiet now

I stand right here and feel at ease

The train stops right in front of me

The silver doors slide open wide

I take a step across the gap

And leave the platform far behind

I reach up high to grab the strap

The leather handle sways a bit

The train starts moving down the line

And sways us gently left and right

I do not need to stand up straight

The train can carry all my weight

I hold on soft and rest my hand

And let the rhythm move me home

The carriage rocks in steady beats

Around me people close their eyes

We ride together in the dark

Without a single word to say

I do not need to stand up straight

The handle holds me safe and secure

I hold on soft and rest my hand

And let the rhythm move me home

My arms are tired from the day

But holding here feels light enough

The wheels hum low against the steel

A lullaby that fills the car

I do not need to stand up straight

The carriage sways from side to side

I hold on soft and rest my hand

And let the rhythm move me home

My hand relaxes on the strap

The train glides on through underground

I lean my shoulder on the pole

And let the ride just carry me

The train comes out into the open

The elevated track goes high

Red tail lights flow along the road

And neon signs glow bright in blue

I watch the city lights go by

They glitter soft through misty air

Nothing out there belongs to me

I am just riding home tonight

A bakery sign is glowing pink

A quiet cafe shuts its door

The street below is full of life

While I ride high above it all

I watch the city lights go by

The yellow windows blur together

Nothing out there belongs to me

I am just riding home tonight

The river reflects the bridge's lamps

A dark calm water down below

It flows as easy as the train

Unbothered by the passing town

I watch the city lights go by

The tiny shops slip out of sight

Nothing out there belongs to me

I am just riding home tonight

The city fades to quiet streets

The bright neon signs grow small and dim

I watch them flicker far away

And smile because my stop is near

I step out at the transfer line

And walk up stairs of quiet stone

My hand glides on the handrail pipe

It feels so cool beneath my palm

Just one more platform left to go

My neighborhood is getting close

I take the steps one at a time

And leave the big station behind

The air is fresher up high here

I hear the wind outside the gate

The crowd is smaller on this side

All heading to the outer streets

Just one more platform left to go

The handrail guides my tired hand

I take the steps one at a time

And leave the big station behind

I stop halfway up on the stair

To catch my breath and look around

No hurry left inside my stride

I take it easy all the way

Just one more platform left to go

The final train will arrive real soon

I take the steps one at a time

And leave the big station behind

My boots reach to the top stair tile

I see the local platform sign

I lean against the concrete wall

And wait for my last short ride home

I stop inside the corner store

And pick a hot drink from the case

The red can warms my chilly palm

I pay the clerk and step back out

This tiny warmth is all I need

To walk the final neighborhood street

I hold the hot metal in my hands

And walk under the quiet trees

The heat spreads through my cotton glove

It feels so good against the cold

I take a sip of sweet warm tea

And feel it settle deep inside

This tiny warmth is all I need

The steam rises in the night air

I hold the hot metal in my hands

And walk under the quiet trees

The houses stand along the lane

With golden light behind their curtains

I walk past gardens dark and still

Feeling at peace with every step

This tiny warmth is all I need

The quiet neighborhood welcomes me

I hold the hot metal in my hands

And walk under the quiet trees

I finish up the last sweet drop

And drop the empty can in bin

My hands stay warm inside my coat

As I walk down my own front lane

The streetlamp on the corner shines

It casts a arc on damp pavement

I know every stone along this road

I walked it a thousand times before

I am almost around the bend

My front door is just steps away

I let the day fall off my back

And walk into my quiet street

A cat sits on a wooden fence

It watches me go passing by

The evening wind is soft and low

It blows the fallen leaves along

I am almost around the bend

The streetlight leads me down the path

I let the day fall off my back

And walk into my quiet street

The noise of work is long gone now

The city hummed itself to sleep

There is nothing left I have to do

Except to walk those last few meters

I am almost around the bend

I see the familiar house ahead

I let the day fall off my back

And walk into my quiet street

I turn the corner slowly now

My shadows stretch across the wall

I see my building standing tall

And take the last few steps in peace

I stand before the main glass door

The digital keypad glows in blue

My fingers press the four bright keys

A gentle chime unlocks the door

I push the glass and step inside

The outside cold stays out there now

The hallway smells like clean dry air

I am inside where I belong

The heavy door clicks shut behind

It seals away the winter night

I stand a moment in the hall

And listen to the silence grow

I push the glass and step inside

The keypad lights go dark again

The hallway smells like clean dry air

I am inside where I belong

No passwords for my work tonight

Just four simple numbers for my home

It opens up a quiet space

Where I can finally rest my mind

I push the glass and step inside

The warm lobby welcomes my feet

The hallway smells like clean dry air

I am inside where I belong

I walk across the tiled floor

Towards the quiet elevator bank

The outdoor wind is left behind

And I am safe inside my house

The fifth floor carpet hides my steps

I walk along the silent wall

The small wall lamps cast soft warm light

Outside every apartment door

It is so quiet in the hall

The whole wide world is fast asleep

I walk down to my own front door

With steady peace inside my chest

I pass a door where music plays

So soft you barely hear the sound

Everyone is in their room

Putting their own day to rest

It is so quiet in the hall

The carpet soaks up every sound

I walk down to my own front door

With steady peace inside my chest

My footsteps do not make a sound

I drift along the hallway wall

The heavy thoughts of afternoon

Are floating away down the hall

It is so quiet in the hall

The warm lamps glow along the path

I walk down to my own front door

With steady peace inside my chest

I stop right at my own door mat

I see the small wreath hanging there

I take my final deep breath in

And reach my hand out for the lock

My key goes smoothly in the lock

It turns with a soft familiar click

I rest my palm on brass handle

It feels solid in my hand

I press the handle slowly down

The day stops right outside this door

Whatever happened stays out there

I am safe and home tonight

The latch releases with a sound

A strip of warm light meets my eyes

I smell the tea inside my room

And hear the quiet hum of home

I press the handle slowly down

The metal sways beneath my grip

Whatever happened stays out there

I am safe and home tonight

No work can cross this wooden threshold

No trouble follows past this lock

I stand upon the outer edge

Ready to step inside my life

I press the handle slowly down

The door gives way into the light

Whatever happened stays out there

I am safe and home tonight

I push the door a little wide

The golden light spills on my shoes

I hold the handle one last second

And prepare to step inside

I step into the dark entryway

And untie laces on my boots

I slip them off beside the wall

And feel the floor beneath my socks

I am finally home at last

I leave my coat upon the hook

I flick the soft hall light switch on

And drop my bag onto the floor

My feet feel light upon the wood

I hear the door click shut for good

The day is completely over now

And I did enough for today

I am finally home at last

My worn boots rest beside the wall

I flick the soft hall light switch on

And drop my bag onto the floor

The kitchen lamp glows warm and yellow

The quiet apartment wraps me round

I take a long and easy sigh

There is nowhere else I need to be

I am finally home at last

The evening stretches calm and slow

I flick the soft hall light switch on

And drop my bag onto the floor

I walk into the cozy room

And leave the heavy day behind

The door is locked the light is on

I breathe out slow and I am home