In a white room
With black curtains
Blackroof country
Near the stations
No gold pavements
In your dark eyes
Tired starlings
Silver horses
Ran down moonbeams
DawnOn you leaving
My contentment
Where the sun never shines
I'll wait in this place
Wait in this place
Were the shadows run from themselves You said no things
Could secure you
At the station
Restless diesels
Platform tickets
Goodbye windows
In walked into
such a sad time
At the station
As I walked out
Felt my own need
Just beginning I'll wait in the queue
Lie with you
When the trains come back
Where the shadows run from themselves
At the party She was kindness
Consolation
In the hard crowd
For the old wounds
Yellow tigers
Now forgotten
Crouched in jungles
In het dark eyes
She's just dressing
Tired starlings
Goodbye windows
With the lonely crowd I'll sleep in this place
Where the shadows run from themselves Life in the dark
(I Love You Caro.
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