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We get on the early train, for a while on the sun remains

The strands are the photograph of you and I, I won't ask

With some luck guarantee, I am not alone

With not a lot to go on, demands that we call our own

Despite our ability, yeah, a darkness into

A form fits a falling sky, for all I know it's nothing new

We wrestle on malady but stay out long enough, all I need

And through all these, call it mine or giving on all this time

As soon as now, well, I hope you know

It makes a bit of difference to what, play it down

I follow just is what despite, give it honor too, yeah

The same amount to go on

So give in, that's an afternoon now

Despite our ability, yeah, a darkness into

A form fits a falling sky, for all I know it's nothing new

We get on this early train, for a while on the sun remains

The point of this honesty of what becomes of you and me

With some luck guarantee, I am not alone

A further while, a close try, they're on my eye