Columbus circle stands still

At the end of a most freezing day, I walked along the subway tracks, as I heard the faint sound of a cello.
I stopped and listened. Now I could clearly hear it was the beautiful melody of "The swan" by Saint-Saens, coming from another platform, reaching us wherever we are.
I looked at the rest of the people standing quietly, and for a moment it seemed like nobody moved or made any noise ; We were all listening to this bewitching tune, wishing the train wouldn't arrive so soon.