I'm sitting at the nearest station,
Waiting for the train, to take me away...

The winner takes it all
Don’t know what to say...

Sit upon the magick stones,
And wait for the enraptured breeze...

It i's not, my fault,
Can not help the way I feel...

Things can only get better?
Yeah, things could get better...

I close my eyes,
sat in the station...

The last time that I saw you,
Was on Friday...

Re-occurring accidents
random acts of mindlessness...

T ime seems to have dragged too long
H appy memories are gone...

I'd never been so afraid,
Until that day...

Things you say,
Won’t go away...

To fall 6 feet
My echoes strike the thunder...