Lyrics

Thoughts are dangling like broken ornaments on a string
Hanging by the light in the kitchen
And I feel like a ghost when I crawl into sheets
Whisper softly to her, she is fast asleep
How wish I can touch her skin
And hold her until the sadness ends
But I might wake her from peaceful dreams
So I lay here for hours, eyes frozen dead tired
But I will not sleep
Memories in this wooden box, covered up with photographs
From our trips to the coast
How I wish we could go
How I wish we could go, go, go
Let's go

I think I found the answer on a train from Winter Park
Wanted to see the mountains, breath the air, was way to dark
So we made our way to a sleeper car
So damn tired I could barely talk
The engineer made his way down the mountains
Woke up in the morning, my eyes heavy from the wine
That we drank the night before
When I look out the window, all I can see are high plains
But I can see for eternity
And I'm not lonely anymore
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