A Poem On The Underground Wall-Simon & Garfunkel

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具] [offset:0] [00:00.50]The last train is nearly due [00:02.70] [00:22.98]The underground is closing soon [00:26.75]And in the dark deserted station [00:29.22]Restless in anticipation [00:31.47]A man waits in the shadows [00:33.17] [00:37.95]His restless eyes leap and scratch [00:40.22]At all that they can touch or catch [00:42.68]And hidden deep within his pocket [00:44.99]Safe within its silent socket [00:47.12]He holds a colored crayon [00:48.68] [00:53.36]Now from the tunnel's stony womb [00:55.96]The carriage rides to meet the groom [00:57.98]And opens wide and welcome doors [01:00.08]But he hesitates then withdraws [01:02.56] [01:03.99]Deeper in the shadows [01:07.09] [01:14.00]And the train is gone suddenly [01:16.59]On wheels clicking silently [01:17.91]Like a gently tapping litany [01:20.77] [01:21.48]And he holds his crayon rosary [01:24.64]Tighter in his hand [01:26.38] [01:29.63]Now from his pocket quick he flashes [01:31.88]The crayon on the wall he slashes [01:33.96]Deep upon the advertising [01:35.99]A single worded poem comprised [01:37.97]Of four letters [01:38.86] [01:40.22]And his heart is laughing screaming pounding [01:43.97] [01:44.74]The poem across the tracks rebounding [01:46.15]Shadowed by the exit light [01:48.16]His legs take their ascending flight [01:50.56]To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night