In the windswept afternoon
And the sunlight warms the faces
Of the faithless who are waiting
I ride this train
But I need a conversation
Mozambique or was it Veronique?
How about you pick the subject
and I`ll listen to you
People tell me that I feel too much
But I don`t care, I don`t care
People tell me that I need too much
But I don`t care, no I don`t care
I ride this train
In a dreamlike state of mind
Through a field of frozen memories
Imagination racing
I ride this train
But I need to make connections
No I wasn`t staring, I was only trying
To get some substance, to get some meaning
People tell me that I feel too much
But I don`t care, I don`t care
People tell me that I need too much
But I don`t care, no I don`t care
People tell me that I feel too much
Oh no `cause I don`t care, no I just don`t care anymore
As I ride this train
People tell me that I feel too much
But I don`t care, no I don`t care
People tell me that I need too much
But I don`t care, no I don`t care
People tell me that I feel too much
Oh no `cause I don`t care, no I just don`t care anymore
As I ride this train
As I ride this train (People tell me that I need too much)
As I ride this train
Can you ride this train? (People tell me that I need too much)
As I ride this train
As I ride this train
(People tell me that I feel too much)
(People tell me that I need too much)

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