The rain should stop first (by getting up every morning)
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(i am leaving tonight for vienna on the night train. this will be the last song till the 1st of may - unless i find time and space to record in vienna, which i doubt even though i wish. have a good weekend - i hope i will, we will be playing live with my band on saturday. keep your fingers crossed.)
i feel silly to sing a song
about a train coming home
but the reasons they’ve all gone
i’m wrapped in feelings living on
and the image that wants to come
is a train coming home
i don’t know what’s good for me
so i will walk in the
middle of the road
i don’t see what’s bad for me
so i will aim for the
middle of those lights
hello, it’s one of me
hello, the one you see right now
there’s another one waiting for you
just wait and see
i know, my voice is shaking
i know, my voice has been too loud
i hope i’ll figure it out
i hope i’ll figure it out
i know my voice has been too proud
i hope i’ll figure it out
i hope i’ll figure it out
i said what i had done
i said what i had wanted
i said why i did run
i said why i felt haunted
you said what i should do
you said what you would want me to
a bit too late in the game
we sat down and fell silent
we said our last good-bye
and i don’t feel haunted anymore
one day, i hope to walk down this street
facing ahead and not fighting the urge
to turn back
one day, i hope to climb up this tree
looking ahead and not scared i might
trip and fall down
one day, i hope to swim through this lake
sun on my back and i’m light and i
won’t sink and drown
one day, i hope to run through this field
steps rolling smooth and my heart beats a
slow steady drum
and i know this day will come
one day, i hope to step on a plane
heart beating slow, i’m content
and i’m not scared to fly
one day, i hope to dream in my sleep
dreaming of sadness and all the things
i could have been
and i know this day will come
and i know this day will come
what can i say
there is no one but myself to blame
there is no one but myself to blame
(i am having a hard time figuring out what i want. what i wish. so while i am running around, creating a mess, i wish - that wish i know - i wish i could at least know that i did what i wanted to do.)
i know it is my fault
i wish it was my choice
but for anything i do
i do ask myself the same
is it my choice?
or is it just my fault?
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