Hidden trains
Going through a trembling tunnel
A rain is crumbling the rails
And train looks fun
I've knelt in front of the station
Hoping the girl won't go
The places I've been
And the radio's and it's a 'lone gunner

Keep the chances
And the system's down
And the glances down again

The faces call you there
In the rain of paradise
There is death
It's only fun and a slice of the pie
Cut by a guillotine
Try your hand at the chances
The system's done
And the computer won't work that way
She's a software
I can't store
And subliminal side
Of the traces of a taste
It's a perfume
Heartbroken and the resumed love
And the affliction changes your woven story
She's a part of the trap
Of a spider web
Love's a simple game

That's how I feel
It's feeling that could've bought
And sold
The traces of steps and years that went by
You learn more from the experiences
Breaking down the walls of communication
To make way for more love
Hurt by the edges of a shape
Of the ring

You think she's a diamond
All in the rough and dug up
The trombones play the cast of the plastic perfection
And random memories' have gone to waste

You're a green leprechaun ****** by the gadgets
The money is the only ecological solution
To your mother
You rich men
Dancing on a planet
Of blue
And bruised egos keep jumping into space
Whereas a field of gold could as green as the fences
White as the sunlight
The yellow sunrise brings your people
TOgether in a dream
It's a surreal word of lost belonging
A forgetfulness that makes being a zoned-out radio
The *** of gold comes at the colorful side of the rain
The niceties last you a lifetime.