Black Holes - Totemo

I’m a man on a train, I’ve had a terrible day

I stared and examined the marks on my hands

Before gently starting to rub them away

I’ve forgotten how or why

But someone must have put them there

Yet all the while I didn’t seem frightened or scared

Of their existence or that the rubbing was in vain

Look at me avoiding black holes

Black holes in broad daylight

I was just remembering my life all over again

It had to happen, my hands gave it away

Everything happens only once

Both a comfort and a curse

So I take the train downtown and be gone

Look at me avoiding black holes

Black holes in broad daylight

Look at me avoiding black holes

Black holes in broad daylight

And sometimes I fail to understand words

But an image does come to mind:

Everybody drops the ball at the same time

In broad daylight

Look at me avoiding black holes

Black holes in broad daylight