A relationship was being ended.
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She sent me a book - "Famous freezing cold railway journeys",
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Instead of a hint, what I got was an intimate
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knowledge of the Transiberian route!
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Following up with, "Wheels across the Steppes"
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I felt myself trundling through the crisp snow
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and I could have introduced you to the
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population of Urkutz station by "Chuffing into hostile terrain".
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Oh how I knew, it, I could see there was a change.
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It was written in your eyes. It was - oh written across your face
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And when you told me I saw flashin' of a flag,
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Heard the rollin' wheels beneath me.
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I swear that I was movin'
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There by your side but so far away
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Mercury drops, there's nothing to say
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chorus:
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I can't hold this room still
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Got the towns flashin' by
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Got the faces at the stations
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It's colder so much colder now
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And I just can't stop this Transibeflan Express,
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Transiberian Express.
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And you bought it, you bought my ticket, ticket
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Through the pine trees and they're whisperin' of blood
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In the field of my vision I got samovars and overcoats
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Into Kirov there's a pink stare of daybreak
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Falling over the town.
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Then I can hear your voice
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"Only one thing more" and you tell me 'bout him
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"Only one thing more" but the train is speeding
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chorus:
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Thirteen hundred miles from Moscow, snow is everywhere.
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We could have been so warm together.
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Instead you put me here
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Will I be travelling on this line for evermore
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Through forest, steppes and hills,
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Through Perm and Omsk and Urkutz
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And at my soul the loss of you.
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Feeling at my core the grip of winter
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chorus:
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Transiberian Express
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Mike Heron |