your words are not the same as you are
dyiing faster than any train
in the instant you tell me your name
something in me just takes off and vanishes
your words are not the same as you are
distant from the elegance of older days
dyiing faster than any train
something in me, hope stood no chance
departs like freezing rain, in a shallow dance
put out your heart and don't stop and retreat
even though you mean well, a mental deplete
something in me is dyiin faster than any train
the pain and misery fits me well
ur lost in a world far gone - the distance is far
the changes seem to need more than love
your words are dyiing faster than any train
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