Some Trivial Pursuit Lyrics - Singles - Krystle Warren

I take the train station to station 

Its one of my few luxuries 

Besides my last sip of coffee 

And eyeing the man across from me 

He is lost 

Lost in the papaer 

Hes chasing some trivial pursuit 

Some propaganda for your honey suckle dreams 

That somehow grasp the day 

I get off, take a step. Step, stop, look around 

I cant find the time. 

And theres a man holding court int he market and I cant conjure up a dime. 

His cheeks are kissed with mid December chill 

Like a gnome planted firmly in the garden. 

And then the sky puts on her make-up. 

Shes in her evening gown 

She coyly accepts the city lights 

And wears them in her crown