Paroles de Freight Train

Blue, red flies hang in the cold My eyes leave it alone Blue, red flies hang in the cold My eyes In slow motion, I can't stand still Currents of colour splutter and spill In concrete towns, a silent chill A freight train moving against my will I lose myself to earth and time And sentences that do not rhyme A misstep soon becomes a crime In the vacant night Vacant night In slow motion, I can't stand still Currents of colour splutter and spill In concrete towns, a silent chill Against my will I lose myself to earth and time And sentences that do not rhyme A misstep soon becomes a crime In the vacant night Blue, red flies I've come undone I'm afraid of everyone