For the one my window hides in its view... To enlighten me if my love's real, or that faith what's more bitter than the late spring I forgot to live, seated in one of their fucking trains Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those And when the world is left I don't need An inscription to remind for these things If it's washing away, well, you know what Praying on one's knees Before Bring salvation for every soul I forgot to live, seated in one of their fucking trains Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those When in search of clarity, the way is lost in itself Gone into its own walker And every shadow has its bearer of shadow Every shadow has its bearer of shadow (A son with the thought of not standing his demise Still afraid of getting a lethal disease) And the clauses they were, they were all without reins Though didn't want to lose, didn't want to lose my heart Somewhere in the mists of my blurred daily consciousness The thought of not standing a dis-ease