Nothing exists Just you and me and hollowness Walking to the deadline Nothing is fixed We swallow words like razorblades Closer to the deadline And there s so much I could say But its too late now we re running out of time Between the doorway and the morning train To dark from the light Only I could find a way Only I could guide us To darkness from the light Only I could find a way Only I could guide us And there s so much I should say But its no use now we re running out of time Between the doorway and the morning train And there s so much I d like to say But apologies don t fit the time or place Between the doorway and the morning train Now I m going, now I m going down the line Now I m going, now I m going down the line Leaving pain again And there s so much I d like to say But its too late now there isn t time or space Between the doorway and the morning train And there s so much I d like to say But we re running out of time And we re running out of space And this kiss leaves such a sour aftertaste Between the platform and the morning train THE END