Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves
I walked into such a sad time at the station
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
You said, no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment
