When I decided
To live the rest of my life from a list
Of towns and cities and populations
My home was silent
My town was hidden somewhere in the dark
And a spark ignited my imagination
Oh give me a clue somehow
My days were so mis-spent, now
I'm wasting my time
Worrying on about you
Oh solace city
Your changing skyline is twisting me up
Inside - I give away another minute
All through the station
I wonder whether constellations
Can change a leaden sky, a heart unmoving
I'll tear up letters
I'll take some pictures from their frames
To make a story from the way I'm choosing
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