You walked him back to the train station
After dinner in a city that he doesn’t know
But he wished he could
Yeah, he talked to her
But from where he stood
She looked a little more pretty
It seems that his words would go unheard
And I, yeah I don’t regret
Those letters that I sent
And was it smile or that accent
That brought me to madness
And I, have stirred dirt with my heavy steps
Now I won’t find God down in all this mess
And those windmill lights on sixty-five
Show what’s ahead and what’s left bеhind
She sat on the steps, staring up abovе
Had been a few months since she left me ‘hind
She didn’t care about love, oh
She took her time, but for what he’s worth
She wasn’t what he needed
Just think about a time that it was unrehearsed
And I, yeah I don’t regret
Those letters that I sent
And was it smile or that accent
That brought me to madness
And I, have stirred dirt with my heavy steps
And I won’t find God down in all this mess
And those windmill lights on sixty-five
Show what’s ahead and what’s left behind
I got problems and things
Yeah, definitely
Seasick
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