[Verse]
Another Monday out the door again
Another week juggling work meetings and friends
Another month of avoiding discussion on love life with Harp at the streets
Ash, how are things?
Sorry, late for the train
Another twelve and a half minute walk through town
Another daydream of tearing it all down
And pressing restart and suddenly it's passing and I can't think of anything but making
A22 from [?]
It's not Hollywood, it's [?]
But it'll do for me, for now
Coach E, coach E
The grinding gets to me but I'm on top of it
And as I pull in to this metropolis
I've almost forgotten it and I don't know what this day will bring
So my heart sings
At King's Cross Sta-
Oi
Oh, sorry, sorry
Watch where you're going
King's Cross Station, again
I've been waiting but when
Will my journey start for real?
Ground Central's beautiful, it's true
But it's not King's Cross in a new day light
It's London comes alive
And it's straight through thе ticket gate
Pidgeons flying in your facе
Looking up and seeing like they say