"I stood gimlet-eyed in the Hall to Paradise."
Romans on the subway, Vikings on the bus
Neon lights burn a sign in the back of my eye
About an uncaring time they try to prophesy
But our gaze passes on to the last of us
I like the imagery, and it would make a nice song. I liked the Rail, too.
Messages left under the doormat will be promptly decoded and a response may be issued.