Finale

ALI: You know what I feel like?
Walk in the highline.
You wanna come?
NATE: Sure. You really don’t have anywhere to be?
ALI: Nate. I don’t have anywhere to be, but here.
(Getting there)
BOXMAN: Eight million souls busy brushing around
(Eight million souls)
Plus the beauty of the moment left to the sound
(sound)
of the poly-rhythmic melody
(melody)
The multi-layered harmony
(harmony)
The ever-changing symphony of life underground
Have a great audition, hun!
BOXMAN: Where together we dream
And together we sweat
And together wonder whether we’re ever gonna get
To the future
To the status
To the money
To the goal
When there’s not a whole lot that’s in our control
Eight million souls raced to the destinations
But life is here and now
Between stations!
I’m getting there
It’s time to move on…
Through signals that might fail
Through dreams that might be real
But I’ll get where I have to get
Deep beneath the city with a thousand other strangers