First Train Home Songtext / Lyric

Got to get on it

Got to get on it

Got to get on it



Bodies disengage, our mouths are fleshing over

(Over, over, over, over)

As hiss and echo gain, irises retreat into ovals of white



The urge to feel your face,

In blood rushing to paint my hand print

And frisbee, one by one, your vinyl on laminate

Desperate for some kind of contact



First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home, I've got to get on it

Got to catch, to catch, to catch, catch, catch the...

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home






Temporal dead zone where clocks are barely breathing

(Breathing, breathing, breathing)

Yet no one cares to notice for all their yamming on,

I clam up to hold it together



I want to Play-Doh waveforms in the hideaway

I want to get on with getting on with things

I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone

And I can't do any of that here, can I?



First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home



So what, you've had one too many

So what, I'm not that much fun to be with

So what, you've got a silly hat on

So what, I didn't want to come here anyway



What matters to you, it doesn't matter, matter to me

What matters to me, doesn't matter, matter to you

What matters to you, doesn't matter, matter to them

What matters to them, it doesn't change anything



Got to get on it

First train home

Got to get on it

First train home



First train home, I've got to get on it

(I've got to get on it)

To catch, to catch, catch, catch, catch the...

(First train home)

First train home, I've got to get on it

First train home

(First train home)



Got to, got to, got to, got to

Get, get, get, get

Out, out, out, out

Now, now, now, now