I ride this train
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in the windswept afternoon
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and the sunlight warms the faces
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of the faithless who are waiting
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I ride this train
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but I need a conversation
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mozambique or was it veronique?
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how about you pick the subject
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and I'll listen to you?
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people tell me that I feel too much
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but I don't care, I don't care
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people tell me that I need too much
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but I don't care, no I don't care
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I ride this train
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in a dream-like state of mind
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through a field of frozen memories
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imagination racing
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I ride this train
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but I need to make connections
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no I wasn't staring
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I was only trying
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to get some substance
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to get some meaning
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people tell me that I feel too much
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but I don't care, no I don't care
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people tell me that I need too much
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well I don't care, no I don't care
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people tell me that I feel too much
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oh no cause I don't care
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no I just don't care anymore
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I will ride this train
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people tell me that I feel too much
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but I don't care, no I don't care
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people tell me that I need too much
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but I don't care, no I just don't care
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people tell me that I feel too much
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oh no cause I don't care
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no I just don't care anymore
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as I ride this train
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as I ride this train
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as I ride this train
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keep on riding this train
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as I ride this train
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as I ride this train
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oooh
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I Don't Care
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| Savage Garden |
