surprise surprise everything you know will flash before your eyes you re frozen with your hands against the glass i m seeing bright lights i m hearing sharpened knives i m praying to a neon sign as i wait for this severed line to take me nobody called surprise surprise when a sparrow falls we go about our lives we re busy counting grains of sand i follow red birds i follow lost words i ll follow you into the dark we re running for the dead all the time i wait to see your face that s what it all comes down to at 42nd and 5th all the time i wait to hear your voice that s what it all comes down to at grand central station all the time i wait to see your face that s what it all comes down to at 46th and flint all the time i wait to hear your voice that s what it all comes down to at willis point and shea every passing second i feel it slip away all of this we used to watch and play all around it s clear that i ve been changed this will never end but every time i think i see a train it just closed a door and the subway funeral is underway movie starts to play watch the thunder of his scream for a single frame where i know we re still alive but it fades to the grave the subway funeral is everywhere every night i see your face on a passing train every inch of track is a sacred path that i follow i follow it s a silver thread hanging from the hem of heaven and you re tied to other end a needle that s been buried in the hay but i ll find you i ll find you every night i take a ride on a subway funeral that never ends never gone to say goodbye and that s the subway funeral that s in my heart