Stay The Same

A night train Midnight Bags gathered round my feet Possessions Some lessened To carry with me Heavy and Soothing Like a gentle symphony I rest my Head right Back upon my seat It's hard And cold tho' The best thing for me This train is Movin' But my heart is stationery Seasons change It won't ever be the same I'm hopin' I won't stay the same Reasons strange Why we always play these games I left it With you I hope that was discreet I made sure I put it Upon the cellar doors It's hanging open When you read it while I weep Last time The last time It flickers through me So vivid It rushes from my head down to my feet We're laughing we're joking Through ??? to my defeat Seasons change it will never be the same I'm hoping I won't stay the same Reasons strange Why we always play these games. --- Stay the Same - Bonobo and Andreya Triana