Wait on the platform in silence New Jersey transit train Factory with broken out windows Across the way We're a lot like them Once perfectly clear Begging to be seen through Lately just shattered and edgy Nothing to be seen through to Please say something But I don't either We're not touching and Pride is our proud leader My chest is aching and heavy with One million words weighed down Inmates of my explanations Imprisoned in my mouth Oh to just say them But I don't know how To articulate the truth When you are resentful, quiet I know I am, too Please say something But I don't either The train is coming around So why don't we? I'm still hoping The end is so much sweeter We'll start trusting That Holy Ghost healer ♪ Healer