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