Last Train Etiquette

Car half empty, still I don't sit near
Space say enough but the code stay clear

Bag on lap, never spread on the seat
We don't share space, we negotiate need

Eyes don't lock more than one count slow
That's how you tell who already know

Phone light low, let the screen not flare
Too much glow make tension stare

You sit too close, now the whole car tense
Space ain't distance, it's a form of sense

Doors slide shut, now the mood get sealed
What you don't say here get fully revealed

(stay low - stay low)
(don't test - don't test)

The quiet here ain't calm, it's pressed
(stay low - stay low)

(ride out - ride out)
(eyes down - eyes down)

Ain't no rules posted, still nobody test

Seat by the pole, that spot got weight
You don't take that space, you hesitate

Backpack front when the car get tight
Small moves keep the balance right

One long stare and the air shift quick
Whole car feel it, subtle but thick

Everybody still but alert inside
Like one wrong move got nowhere to hide

Calm ain't peace, it's controlled restraint
Whole car quiet but it never feel safe

You can tell who ride and who just pass through
It's in how they stand, not what they do

(stay low - stay low)
(don't test - don't test)

The quiet here ain't calm, it's pressed

(ride out - ride out)
(eyes down - eyes down)

Last train rules don't get expressed

Last stop hit, no one speak
Same code break when the doors release