Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah
in a white room with black curtains
near the stations blackroof country
no gold pavements
tired starlings
silver horses
run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on your 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.
I'll wait for you
where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
consolation from the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tiggers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just cressing goodbye windows
tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd
lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah.
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