From Brighton to Victoria Station
The full moon was chasing me
I saw my reflection on the window
It was dark and unclear
September was so near
To show me how fast days can be
The train scratching and the foreign laughs
were all I hear
God knows I'm empty
God knows I Enjoy my emptiness
Farewell the pace of my thoughts
I could never catch you
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 1:14 PM UTC
From Brighton to Victoria Station
The full moon was chasing me
I saw my reflection on the window
It was dark and unclear
September was so near
To show me how fast days can be
The train scratching and the foreign laughs
were all I hear
God knows I'm empty
God knows I Enjoy my emptiness
Farewell the pace of my thoughts
I could never catch you
