Finale

Know what i feel like? Walkin' the highline. Wanna come?

Sure. You really don't have anywhere to be?

Nate, i don't have anywhere to be but here.

Oh getting there, getting there, getting there

Eight million souls so busy rushing around

Eight million souls

Blind to the beauty of the moment
And deaf to the sound

The sound
Sound
Sound

Of the polyrhythmic melody

Melody

The multilayered harmony

Harmony

The everchanging symphony of life underground 

Have a great audition, hon!
Boxman
Where together we dream
And together we sweat
And together wonder whether we're ever gonna get
To the future
To the money
To the status
To the goal
When there's not a whole lot that's in our control.
Eight million souls race to their destinations
But life is here and now!!
Between stations.

I'm not there yet/getting there
I'm not there yet/getting there
I'm not there yet/getting there
I'm not there yet/getting there.

Through signals that might fail
Through dreams that might derail
But i'll get where i have to get...

Deep beneath the city
With a thousand other strangers!