Låttexter
I’m a man on a train, I’ve had a terrible day
I stared and examined the marks on my hands
before gently starting to rub them away
I’ve forgotten how or why, but someone must have put them there
yet all the while I didn't seem frightened or scared of their existence
or that the rubbing was in vain
look at me avoiding black holes in broad daylight
I was just remembering my life all over again
it had to happen, my hands gave it away
everything happens only once, both a comfort and a curse
so I take the train downtown and be gone
look at me avoiding black holes in broad daylight
and sometimes I fail to understand words, but an image does come to mind:
everybody drops the ball at the same time
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