Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

A night train

Midnight

Bags gathered round my feet

Possessions

Some lessened

To carry with me

Heavy

Soothing

Like a gentle symphony

I rest my

Head right

Back upon my seat

It's hard and

cold tho'

The best thing for me

This train is

Movin'

But my heart is stationery

Chorus

Seasons change

signed that it won't be same

I'm hopin'

I won't stay the same

Reasons strange

Why we always play these games

I left it

With you

A note that was discreet

I made sure

I put it

Upon the cellar door

hanging

hoping

Will you read it while I weep

last time

the last time

It flickers through me

so vivid

it rushes

from my head down to my feet

We're laughing

joking

through industrinal deafeat

Chorus

Seasons change

it´ll never be the same

I'm hopin'

I won't stay the same

Reasons stranged

Why we almost play these games

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That´s all folks,