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