In the white room with black
curtains near the station
Blackroof country no gold
pavements tired starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams
In your dark eyes

Dawnlight 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.