the lasting sound of a shrieking wind

i'm taking my time by the subway train

the ache in me from a night before

i'm taking a ride to suburban plains

i'm looking for a face to compare mine with

only to find them staring back at me



cruel is the morning that i face right now

people and they're moving out

oh my head

i'm coping with the ache

and i see

i try hard to look alive



stepping out in a distant zone

i'm taking my ride to suburban plains

i couldn't care less if i miss the train

i've never been here, but i know my way



oh my head

but i'm coping with the ache

and i see

i try hard to look alive



and i know

i've been here so many times

yes i know

i had deal just one more time

can you hear me now

and i'm always on your mind

and you know

how i've missed suburban rides

(oh yeah)



the one that i miss

the one that i miss