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Mind the gap.
Next station… Northern Line.
Winter’s here.
Empty carriages, fluorescent glare
Cold metal humming through the static air
Heading up north where the blizzards begin
Trying to wash away every sin
The tracks are screaming a garage tune
Under the light of a winter moon
Click-clack, rhythm on the track
Winter’s here, no turning back
Northern line, heading to the end
Empty station, no one to befriend
Ride the rail through the ice and gale
Every stop is a different tale
Mind the gap.
Northern line.