White Room
(JackBruce than Brown)

White and black curtains in a room station.
Blackroof, the nuclear road.
Fei tired.
Race held in a dark silver moonbeams in your eyes.
The Dawnlight let you laugh at me.

This disease does not wait until the sun shining.
This places from the impact.

You said you do not have to fight for the rights to the station.
Platform, with diesel unrest, goodbye windows.
Entering this unfortunate incident occurred at the station.
Gone. Just beginning to think I need.

When patients waiting for the train to come back.
Your shadow from.

She kind of hard masses of the party.
Forget the old scars of comfort.
Huang tigers in the jungle, dark eyes upon.
Goodbye shes just window dressing, fly tired.

I sleep here in the lonely crowd.
In the dark shadows of existence by ourselves.