| In the white room with black curtains near the station | |
| 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 | |
| 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 ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows | |
| I 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 | |
| When the trains come back | |
| Lie with you | |
| Where the shadows run from themselves | |
| At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd | |
| Consolation for the old wound now forgotten | |
| Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes | |
| She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings | |
| I'll sleep in this place | |
| With the lonely crowd | |
| Lie in the dark | |
| Where the shadows run from themselves |
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