As he sat down upon the train
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Silence settled in his brain
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He reached out his hand
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And touched her hair
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He struggled with the
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Same old though
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Should he tell her
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Should he not
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He felt her presence
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Everywhere
|
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Whatever comes between us
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Don¡¯t let it stand in your way
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This is what he¡¯d come
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Here to say
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She just smiled
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And read a book
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Gave him such a
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Gentle look
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He felt a pain right
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Through his chest
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He pictured back to
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When they met
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Open door on a movie set
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Her brown eyes took
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His breath
|
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And every word she
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Spoke to him
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Went like a bullet to his
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Heart
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That¡¯s what he remembers
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From the start
|
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Now they¡¯re off
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Searching in vain
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Out of control
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Just like a runaway train
|
Can¡¯t see that it¡¯s
|
Not up to them
|
Soon just like a river
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They¡¯ll be rack home again
|
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He sat up through
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The hours it takes
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Passing through the
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Northern lakes
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Til the sleeping giant was in his sight
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He knew that she¡¯d been drifting some
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Wondered where his
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Faith had gone
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He stayed awake most
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Of the night
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Whatever makes you happy
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I won¡¯t stand in your way
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Words you hope you never
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Have to say
|
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Now they¡¯re off
|
Searching in vain
|
Out of control
|
Just like a runaway train
|
Can¡¯t see that it¡¯s
|
Not up to them
|
Soon just like a river
|
They¡¯ll be rack home again
|
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She watched him toss
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And try to sleep
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Struggle with his
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Demons deep
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She thought of all
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That they¡¯d been through
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Imagining her life alone
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No where he was
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That was home
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She wondered if he knew
|
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That every word
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He spoke to her
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Went like a bullet
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To her heart
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That¡¯s the way it¡¯s
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Been right from
|
The start
|
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Now they¡¯re off
|
Searching in vain
|
Out of control
|
Just like a runaway train
|
Can¡¯t see that it¡¯s
|
Not up to them
|
Soon just like a river
|
They¡¯ll be rack home again
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Runaway Train
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| Nick Drake |
