PROLOUGE: Faces Going Places
There's so many people at the station waiting for a train To take them on some long journey far far away
She stood still on the platform, almost lost among the crowds. Her small frame was easily obscured by the throngs of communters going to and forth.
There's a boy with a smile, thinking about Marie Cos he caught her in the shower last night accidentally He caught her in the shower last night accidentally
It was here, at the train station, that she felt comfortable. Here, she was one of many, unremarkable in all ways. Here, she could forget about everything, who and what she was supposed to be. There's a woman with a baby, trying to make it stop Crying so she's bribing with a lemon lollipop
It was a snap shot of human life. Regular people, regular places, and regular things. She moved from her position, leaned up against a wall, and used a handful of change to buy a slice of poundcake. She sat down on a plastic bench, gazing into the faces of frustrated mothers, overworked businessmen, students still idealistic about life.
There's a girl with her boyfriend, she's in way too far Cos I saw him looking at another woman's heart I saw him looking at another woman's heart
It wasn't long ago that she had been one of them. Eager for life, excited for the future with the man she truly loved. She had been a regular person when all of this started. She had no idea where it would all lead. And people say that I'm just being lazy I've got the dreams but don't know where to go You think if I could choose to live here at the station I would?
But somewhere along the line, she lost it. There was no more excitement in living life. She knew how it would all turn out, she knew what would become of her future, her friends, her relationship. Somewhere in the thicke of it, her Prince Charming had become a Price Mediocre and her life was a repetitive cycle of stuggles and heartache. Even seeing her friends was no longer a pleasant break in routine, it was more of a dutiful chore. What was the point of living her life if there were no surprises, no sudden or unexpected turns?There's a man with a bald patch at the back of his head His heart is getting sleepy and he's watching where he treads
A train pulled up, and passengers flooded out, people waiting on either side of the doors to board. For a few moments, she considered joining them, and riding til the last stop just to get away.
A group of sweaty girls are standing in a line Naivety exploding as he gives them all the eye Naivety exploding as he gives them all the eye
She smiled at the thought. What would people say if she just left? She wondered if they would actually miss her, or if they would just miss the person she was supposed to be. That musing sobered her up, and her short-lived grin melted from her face. Her thoughts drifted off. It was stifiling in here.
The lady with the basket full of all her eggs She's counted them too quickly, she'll wake up and they'll be dead
She wished things had been different. She wished that she would've tried harder where it counted, in choosing her own life for herself, instead of letting her every action be dictated by outside forces. Perhaps they had had her best interests in mind...
The boy who's lost his marbles has found them down the drain The slit's too thin to get them so he'll have to start again The slit's too thin to get them so he'll have to start again
But honestly, is there ever a truly charitable action? She couldn't help but think that no one was wholly altruistic. People made choices, gave advice to others, with their own interests at heart. Maybe they would never admit it, but they all did. "It's what's best for you" really meant "it's what's best for me". If that was true, then she had essentially lived her life to this point for everyone but herself. And what was the point of that?
She chided herself. How could she be so selfish?And people say that I'm just being lazy
But was that so selfish? What was the point of living your life if you didn't live it for yourself?
I've got the dreams but don't know where to go
The heat really was bothersome. She rose from her perch and transcended up the escalator, squinting her wide eyes at the sudden sunlight.You think if I could choose to live here at the station, to live here at the station Oh you think if I could choose to live here at the station, I would
She gave a brief glance at the people hurrying down to catch the 2:10, and sighed. With that, Tsukino Usagi headed home.