New Day

Sitting here just wasting time
Guess I’m doing just fine
For a first day
A new way

I miss your voices
Wonder at my choices
Miss the scent of cigarettes
Miss the friends well met

New names, new faces
New pens and parking spaces
It’s quiet in here
A breath of fresh air

No idea of where it’ll take me
All I can do is wait and see
A tingling expectation
Waiting at the station
For my train to come

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