[Verse 1]  The subway station’s closed again and sleeps beneath its veil of rain  My footprints broken trail behind steals the night lights from my mind  The dark deserted streets stand clear today has lived and died in here So I leave the chapel gloom to find the shelter of my tiny room [Chorus]  But it’s alright where the lights of the city shine so bright  And it’s al-right til the last winding train fades from sight  Then alone in my room I must stay to lose or win  And these wild bedsitter images  Come back to hem me in                       [Verse 2] The panelled patterns on the door chase shivering shadows to the floor Upon the pillow worn and thin the memories of hopes begin The carpet with its flowers in shreds expires a foot before my bed The crack that won’t return again advancing through my broken window pane [Chorus]  But it’s alright where the lights of the city shine so bright  And it’s al-right til the last winding train fades from sight  Then alone in my room I must stay to lose or win  And these wild bedsitter images  Come back to hem me in                       [Verse 3] The friends I’ve left back home all write with laughing words that warm my sight Saying "Tell us how’s the city life?" and I reply and say just fine And so you see I can’t go back until I either win or crack I’m standing in a one-way street the stage is set the story incomplete [Chorus]  But it’s alright where the lights of the city shine so bright  And it’s al-right til the last winding train fades from sight  Then alone in my room I must stay to lose or win  And these wild bedsitter images  Come back to hem me in [Outro]            

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la solitude d’un homme errant dans une ville sous la pluie, cherchant refuge dans sa chambre. Il fait face à ses souvenirs, ses espoirs déchus, et à la mélancolie des rues vides. Malgré le flamboiement des lumières de la ville, il se retrouve finalement enfermé dans ses pensées, oscillant entre le désir de réussir et la peur de l’échec. Les lettres de ses amis lui rappellent la vie qu’il a laissée derrière lui, mais il sent qu'il ne peut pas retourner en arrière tant que son histoire ne sera pas complètement écrite. La chanson illustre ainsi la lutte interne d'un individu pris entre le rêve et la réalité, naviguant dans l'incertitude de sa trajectoire.