With all whose lives just move so slow, leaving only space to fill
Oh, the rain is making patterns now on my windowsill
Of those who never asked to die and were too afraid to kill.
Time run like a freight train, won't you take me down the line;
There's so much much I can never say of the ruins left behind.
Oh, my pockets they are empty, there's so much on my mind.
Time run like a freight train, and take me down the line.
-Eric Andersen / Be true to you (1975)
- / Stages: the lost album (1991)
