Imogen Heap
"First Train Home"

Got to get on it
Got to get on it
Got to get on it

Bodies disengage
Our mouths are fleshing over
(Over, over, over, over)
This is an echo game
Irises retreating to ovals of white
The urge to feel your face
And blood rushing to paint my handprint
A Frisbee one by one
Your vinyl on lamanent
Desperate for some kind of contact

First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
I've to catch, to catch, to catch, catch, catch
The first train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First Train home...

Temporal deadzone
Where clocks are barely breathing
(Breathing, breathing, breathing)
Yet no one cares to notice for all the yelling
All night clamor to hold it together
I want to play - don't wait - forms in the hideaway
Want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields
Paint the kitchen and love someone
And I can't do any of that here, can I?

First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home...

So what? You've had one too many
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with
So what? You've got a silly hat on
So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway

What matters to you - it doesn't matter, matter to me
What matters to me - it doesn't matter, matter to you
What matters to you - it doesn't matter, matter to them
What matters to them - it doesn't change anything

Got to get on it
First train home
Got to get on it
First train home

First train home, I've got to get on it
(I've got to get on it)
To catch, to catch, catch, catch, catch
(First train home)
The first train home, I've got to get on it
First train home
(First train home)
To go, to go, to go, to go
To get, get, get, get
Out, out, out, out
Now, now, now, now