White Room

In the white room with black curtains near the station
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 Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
 Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
 Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment
 I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
 Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves
 You said no strings could secure you at the station
 Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
 I walked into such a sad time at the station
 As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning
 I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
 Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves
 At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
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 Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
 Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
 She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings
 I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
 
 Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves