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,