Keith Otten - Lyrics for Every Stop

	Every Stop
	...tries to get beneath the skin that covers up the soul of him
	A man sits on the subway train His reflection’s on the window pane Across the way - across the years He’s been riding on the train Riding on the train A newspaper lies where it fell Down from his lap - from a private hellish Part of him that soaks up the news & wonders how he should feel Wonders how he should feel & every stop don’t stop him thinking Every thought don’t stop him feeling Every feeling don’t stop When he gets off the train He gets off the train He gets off the train.... A man stands up on the subway train The motion rocks his tired frame He rolls his eyes and he shuffles his feet He glances at the time Glances at the time An advertisement jumps at him & tries to get beneath the skin That covers up the soul of him & stretches to expression Stretches to expression & every stop don’t stop him thinking Every thought don’t stop him feeling Every feeling don’t stop When he gets off the train He gets off the train He gets off the train....