The Trip by The People The Poet Lyrics

It started with a trip on the train with his mother
When it stopped they said their goodbye then he told her that he loved her
Then he took another trip to Paris
But the trip was not a trip
It was more of a fall
Not a fall which would land him in love
In the city where you fall in love
A fall which would land her in a coma
Where she would stay
Then he took another trip
But he knew there weren't a single switch he could trip to turn her body back on
She was gone
At least in her head
For the next hour or more he sat by her bed
Watching the colour run from her face
As she slowly slips away
It’s just like a word can have so many meanings
She had so many meanings to me