Standard (EADGBE)

I suppose I'm glad I'm on this train

 And it's long

 Somewhere between Dunkirk and Paris

 Most people here are still asleep

 But I'm awake

 Looking out from here at half-past France

 Things are much different here than Norway

 Not so cold

 Wonder when we’ll be in Dundee

 Old hollweg knows his way around

 He’s no fool

 Wish I’d get to see my son again

From here on it’s got to be

A simple case of them or me

If they’re alive then I am dead

 Pray God and eat your daily bread

Take your time

We’re so far away

Floating in this bay

We’re so far away from home

Where we belong

I’m not afraid now of the dark anymore

 And many mountains now are molehills

 Back in Berlin they’re all well fed

 I don’t care

 People always bored me anyway

From here on it’s got to be

A simple case of them or me

If they’re alive then I am dead

 Pray God and eat your daily bread

Take your time

We’re so far away

Floating in this bay

We’re so far away

Floating in this bay

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