At the next station by Thomas

At the next station, was the time for wonderful memories,
Yet I’m here without you, that’s the road I’m on,
I escaped then, had a flash break, from the love zone,
A roof made of strings, suddenly you are a sentinel of bone,

The way ahead is the digital frontier, the quiet Earth,
So why don’t you shimmy shake your thirst ?
Though the mirror of dolls was there from your birth,
My first choice was automatic, black tango, real bravado,
Time could tell if our existence would end in a dark alley,
Sunny, hard on me, a whiter shade of pale, hard boiled,

I ran before the buffalo dance in the sky, wide and clear,
The messenger rescued me from the scenario,
His sweet lullaby went ahead in the rain, his footprints...
Dear angels, can I kick it ? The starter of that one train,
If I don’t wanna come back in one piece ?..
I’ll lay all my love on you, try again, ’cause you’re no good,

I may be alone, in here you won’t find no innocent sorrow,
The chase is on, to escape, the chase is off, to survive,
The real funk is coming, best be ready, flow seamlessly,
Your higher-self, that endearing, won’t bring you back to me,
So do what you wanna do, I’ll still see you on the balcony,
Over real distance, as I hung on, my tearless angel,
I searched to belong outside of your teenage crime,

At the next station, was the time for wonderful memories,
Yet I’m here without you, that’s the road I’m on.

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Yeah yeah yeah, for nine years I was away, Cookies, ambitions as a rider, made my days, Are you still down, breathing, Can’t see me, though what would you do for love ? Lil’ homies, as you know, shit don’t stop, So many tears, yet you wonder why they call you bitch ? At the next station, was the time for wonderful memories, Yet I’m here without you, that’s the road I’m on, I escaped then, had a flash break, from the love zone, A roof made of strings, suddenly you are a sentinel of bone, The way ahead is the digital frontier, the quiet Earth, So why don’t you shimmy shake your thirst ? Though the mirror of dolls was there from your birth, My first choice was automatic, black tango, real bravado, Time could tell if our existence would end in a dark alley, Sunny, hard on me, a whiter shade of pale, hard boiled, At the next station, was the time for wonderful memories, Yet I’m here without you, that’s the road I’m on, I escaped then, had a flash break, from the love zone, A roof made of strings, suddenly you are a sentinel of bone, I ran before the buffalo dance in the sky, wide and clear, The messenger rescued me from the scenario, His sweet lullaby went ahead in the rain, his footprints... Dear angels, can I kick it ? The starter of that one train, If I don’t wanna come back in one piece ?.. I’ll lay all my love on you, try again, ’cause you’re no good, At the next station, was the time for wonderful memories, Yet I’m here without you, that’s the road I’m on, I escaped then, had a flash break, from the love zone, A roof made of strings, suddenly you are a sentinel of bone, I may be alone, in here you won’t find no innocent sorrow, The chase is on, to escape, the chase is off, to survive, The real funk is coming, best be ready, flow seamlessly, Your higher-self, that endearing, won’t bring you back to me, So do what you wanna do, I’ll still see you on the balcony, Over real distance, as I hung on, my tearless angel, I searched to belong outside of your teenage crime, At the next station, was the time for wonderful memories, Yet I’m here without you, that’s the road I’m on.

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