Every Subway Car

My backpack was faded black

But now it's all blue

It looks whack, but it's compact

And works like brand new

I had found an old Greyhound

But it wasn't my scene

I'm underground at the turnaround

Warehouses above

All I'm thinking of

You gave your heart to me

Soon the world will see

Our graffiti love

Spray paint on my glove

They'll wonder who you are

On every subway car

I'm on my own, I'm Sly Stallone

I did it for you

I've outgrown my wings, and flown

Into something brand new

I show restraint, I'm the Patron Saint

Of urban gardens in bloom

If I don't faint ingesting paint

Breathing all of these fumes

Warehouses above

All I'm thinking of

You gave your heart to me

Soon the world will see

Our graffiti love

Spray paint on my glove

They'll wonder who you are

On every subway car

On every subway car you look amazing

While streaming out of bars their glasses raising

Systematically refused

Then chemically removed

Our graffiti love

On every subway car