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No tracks for this train

No end to the changes

Just the need to explain

I’ve got the ticket 

And you the return

A mirror and some matches

And bridges to burn

We’ve a knife with two edges

And a string with no end

Masks made of glass

A flute and a pen

And there are no maps for this journey

No tracks for this train

No end to the changes

Just the need to explain.




I have some pictures

That no one has seen

Taken in places

That no one has been

There’s one of an atom

That shines like a star

And one of ourselves

But not as we are

And there are no maps for this journey

No tracks for this train

No end to the changes

Just the need to explain

No maps for this journey

No tracks for this train.