Fiction without Friction 🚆

Intro

(Fiction without friction)

Verse 1

Late train home and my cheek on the glass

(On the glass)

Platforms and lampposts are rolling on past

Breathe on the window till it fogs up white

Draw me a door with a finger tonight

Knock on the drawing, it swings open wide

(Open wide)

Into a place that I keep on the inside

Up a glass staircase that bends when I climb

Softer and softer, one step at a time

Pre-Chorus

No stops to miss and no ticket to pay

Nothing gets stuck, nothing gets in the way

Chorus

Fiction without friction

(Without friction)

No rent, no fares, no restriction

Doors that open before I knock

(Before I knock)

Hours that don't answer to the clock

Marimba Solo

Verse 2

There's a lake on the wall like a painting, but wet

(But wet)

Fish doing laps, and they've not fallen yet

Trams running quietly on rails made of thread

Stopping wherever I lean my head

Shops give away what the shelves can't hold

(Can't hold)

Nobody asks if it's paid or sold

Gravity's optional after tea

Sofas go sailing out over the sea

Chorus

Fiction without friction

(Without friction)

No rent, no fares, no restriction

Doors that open before I knock

(Before I knock)

Hours that don't answer to the clock

Bridge

"Tickets, please, love," and the staircase is gone

Back in the carriage, the rattling goes on

Door on the window runs down in a drip

(In a drip)

I'll draw it again on tomorrow night's trip

Final Chorus

Late train again, and I fog up the glass

(Fog up the glass)

Draw me a door, and I'm through it at last

Rent's still due when I step off the train

(Off the train)

Fiction, no friction, I'll see you again

Outro

(Fiction without friction)

[Spoken] "Created by DarkPrincess -- Royalty of the night"