Waiting up
Brass phantoms
There's always something at the end
Applause as it begins again
Trainspotting with a friend
Hunting evolved again
Applause as it begins again
Trainspotting with a friend
Hunting evolved again
Waiting up
Waiting up, for you
You like to fashion little knives
Slender figure and a dashing sight
Now tell your problems to the bed
Words mean little in your head
Waiting up
Waiting up, for you
You feel the dark is close
It's what you needed the most
Hours past to make a flying path
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