Tim Bowness
soft william
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You sit by the window
Look out at the rails
[?] you walk away
But it always land on tails
Twenty-six years end
You're still out on your own
What starts with token words
Will end in broken bones
The ghost of a family
An air of defeat
Leads you frightening by
The people that you meet
The rising fear
A sudden crash
The safe retreat