Hello;

Could anyone help me with the lyrics of this part of a song please? I'm not sure about the underlined parts in bold and I'm completely out of ideas where I put questions marks...

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I lean into the cellar on a winter morning
Like the sycamores down the Franklin park
Pale and going nowhere
And the world keeps spinning 'round
I found myself jabbing to the same old place
???? working ???? and if I leave
Traces in the concrete

Well, I wouldn't be surprised

So, if someone could take a look... Help would be greatly appreciated.
(I) Lean into the sunlight in the winter morning

Like the sycamores down in Franklin Park

Pale and going nowhere

And the world keeps spinning round

I find myself driving to the same old places

Work and home, work and home and if I leave

Traces in the concrete,

Well, I wouldn't be surprised