Waking on a train dreaming, charmed alone they started speaking.
Captured in his artist way before the memories fade away.
To remember a face, and you're home or want to.
Certain they would meet soon, paint a portrait of a family.
Sigle light on, single way, single light away.
The night fell.
Saw a painting on the stairwell to mourn the passing of a daughter dear.
Her soul upon the train so far so near.
Just close your eyes and you're home.
Like a weasel in the clover
You tilt toss pop turn over
Sit down
Tremble and weave like a moth
By flame deceived
Sit down
Spill with your words caught u p
Dance in your room
Slide like you're buttered up
Roll back the tomb
Sit down
Bolt scuff jilt chase circle riddle
Shake in haste
Sit down
When the thunderclouds sound
Ants scatter to high ground