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Water strikes the windows as the town goes falling by
Just like any other town
Too much rain and too much drowning
Thirty-seven minutes you can see a lot of towns
Eyes that follow silently
"Look, there goes the train"
Thinking to themselves as the steel crushes down
Half of my own face, I catch it staring back at me
Striking as a shadow of me
Calmly pretending to be me
Seven minutes later I have shadows that are longer
The same as every year, I pay no attention
Thinking to myself as the lines grow stronger
And I feel myself moving
And I feel myself moving
Soft rain and the wheels persuade my mind to wander
This town could be my town
Chances are I wouldn't drown
Twenty seconds lost, I have allowed myself to wander
"Where have I gone? Where have I gone?"
Thinking to myself as the steel crushes under
And I feel myself moving
And I feel myself moving
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