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