Bonaduces

Bonaduces - Days Between The Stations songtekst

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Hey I guess that you're asleep, but let me tell you about 
my dream. In it, we're somewhere in Alaska, and sunlight 
settles like a stain onto the world's slowest train to 
mark its slackened passage. But we leave our cameras in 
our backpacks until our hospital haircuts grow back in. 
And in the days between the stations, we are drowning in 
sobriety. And all the weight of isolation has lost its 
grip and tumbled off of me. After months in a state of 
isolation, you find your place in these one-way 
conversations as we ride for days between the stations. 
The staff comes in to provide all the food we've been 
denied, while I survey others seated. And as their faces 
start to creep into the democracy of sleep, we learn to 
treasure waiting. And we zip our sleeping bags together. 
You rest your bad arm across my knees. Chorus. And I'll 
keep looking at the time; the sun is never setting now. 
I'll stop looking for something to drag us down. Chorus.
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