Everyone is waiting on a train marked revolution
Take us off to a place where there's one simple solution
Ain't no coincidence that bliss and ignorance walk hand and hand
There may be no revolution my friend..
Red your lips, you say you said
Tonight i'll find someone to share this
Curse of consciousness, i missed the
Purpose of this seemingly
Meaningless existence
Somewhere between last call and sleep
Is a sequence of events she don't care to remember
But the train's been delayed and much to our dismay..
Dust just starts to settle
Smoke signals line the skies, in her
Eyes i could swear i see god
Or as much of it as i believe in
Unavoidable, she leaves her mementos
Everywhere she goes
So how am i supposed to forget her?
I fall asleep to wake with an emotion i can't shake
Well i'm sold
And ain't we all just afraid of growing old
And dying alone? Oh no..
Everyone is waiting on a train marked revolution
Take us off to a place where there's one simple solution
Tell me ain't no coincidence
That bliss and ignorance walk hand and hand..
And the revolutionists and the anarchists
Can't agree on common politics
Or decide which side of this city
Will burn down tonight
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