ist - Freudian Corduroy - Released 2003
The Station
Welcome to one of those rainy days
Clichéd clouds of black and grey
A coat to keep the elements at bay
A suitcase and a short term pass to stray
But what makes us think that this short time apart,
Will foster fondness in our absent hearts?
Let's face it, it's too late for us to start
Turning this failed love into high art
Cause it's a long way to the station
When you're walking and we're walking now
It's a long way to the station
When you're not talking about what we're not talking about
We're lovers in name only and by rote
My hands a single fight from your pale throat
Still you press yours to mine to plant this note
'I love you, I hate you, I love you, I hate you,' I quote
Cause it's a long way to the station
When you're walking and we're walking now
It's a long way to the station
When you're not talking about what we're not talking about
You derail my train of thought
Your iron will so overwrought
And now I grace this platform all alone
Will you take refuge in our broken home?
Among the fracture-dealing sticks and stones,
And the names that your friends call me on the phone?
Cause we both know that there's no going back
We're stuck here on the wrong side of this track
Still, I ache to know the names and frames I've lacked
So I'll be picking up more than the slack
Cause it's a long way to the station
When you're walking and we're walking now
It's a long way to the station
When you're not talking about what we're not talking about
When you're not talking about what we're not talking about
When you're not talking about what we're not talking about
(c) 2003 ist
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