the park on the cold night makes the sound
the light that is waiting in the ground
holding its breath
for the train
of the season
well i am a young man in my prime
wasting away my precious time
chasing my own
shadow around
in amazement
dreaming up songs
in some dark
dirty basement
its a long way off from who i was meant to be
you are a young girl, on your own
living a dream you've never known
leaving your home
or your town
or your country
living your life
by the pulse
of the city
its a long way off from who you were meant to be
so meet me in the park
some summer night
when the lights replace the dark
only then can we begin
to depart
who we were meant to be

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