Wheels on the line
Midnight sign
Ticket creased coasting through the dark
Empty seats a beating heart
Headphones seal the world outside
Rhythm syncs with every mile I ride
No one's watching no one knows
How the bassline fits my bones
Every rail click becomes a beat
Own the dark own the street
On this lonely train to Boston
Wheels spin in the dark
I'm dancing in my own reflection
No need for crowds no need for spark
On this lonely train to Boston
Let the streetlights unwind
Lonely don't mean broken
It's a rhythm all mine
Scratched mixtape skips on track three
Suburbs bleed into the neon sea
Coat slung over the armrest edge
No goodbyes and no loose ends
No one's judging
no one's near
Bass hums over every gear
Every jolt becomes a beat
Own the dark own the heat
On this lonely train to Boston
Wheels spin in the dark
I'm dancing in my own reflection
No need for crowds no need for spark
On this lonely train to Boston
Let the streetlights unwind
Lonely don't mean broken
It's a rhythm all mine
Tunnel swallows all the neon glow
Only bassline and the wheels below
Don't need the end to justify the ride
The rhythm is the prize the city's just the side
Boston's just a name upon the sign
I found my beat before I arrive
On this lonely train to Boston
Wheels spin in the dark
I'm dancing in my own reflection
No need for crowds no need for spark
On this lonely train to Boston
Let the skyline come alive
Lonely don't mean lonesome
It's a rhythm all mine
Lonely train to Boston
Rhythm all mine
Wheels on the line
All mine
