Under the station lights I ride the seam
Iron hum beneath a steady tread
Air compresses, small and clean
Thoughts fold inward, then expand instead
Steps synchronize with hidden flow
Hands press palms against the rail
Something steady pulls me slow
Measured force that tips the scale
Lean into the downward beat
Let your breath find its retreat
All the load becomes the guide
Trust the path and let it slide
Sink into the line, sink then climb
Press against the hour, borrow time
Sink into the line, sink then climb
Move through pressure, make it mine
Tunnel light sketches distant arcs
Metal whispers names we cannot say
Shadows pin the scattered sparks
We exchange the dark for passing day
Chest learns rhythm like a tool
Shoulders fold and then release
Every weight becomes the rule
Then the rule rewrites its peace
Lean into the downward beat
Let your breath find its retreat
All the load becomes the guide
Trust the path and let it slide
Sink into the line, sink then climb
Press against the hour, borrow time
Sink into the line, sink then climb
Move through pressure, make it mine
Moment holds a lengthened breath
Minute loosens from the mesh
We let go and fall through depth
Find the calm beneath the stress
After the pressure thins and goes
Silence spreads across the rails
We step dry where the echo shows
Carry small, reliable trails
