She’s given it some thought
And it’s giving her some grief
Could it be she’s bored beyond belief?
By the time she says goodbye
She’s looking somewhere else
Stifling a sigh and gritting teeth

At the open door she pauses
It’s grey and wet and warm
Before the pending storm
Every now and then she misses horses
We’re too young for regrets
This is the closest that she gets

So I sleep in with the cynics
While she pushes from her mind
The twenty-seven minutes of the Sandringham line
The suburbs sliding past
Stretching to the sea
Her fingers brush the glass unconsciously

At the open door she pauses
It’s grey and wet and warm
Before the pending storm
Every now and then she misses horses
We’re too young for regrets
Surely we’re too young for regrets

I sat backwards on the train
And suddenly the city was further and further in front of me



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    General Comment"I sat backwards on the train..." a shining, punny, literate lyric. Lucksmiths at the top of their game.
    morrisseyscooton May 17, 2004   Link
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    General CommentListening to this song, sitting backwards on the train, watching as Melbourne was suddenly further and further in front of me: Beautiful
    donnarellaon September 24, 2006   Link
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    General CommentThis song is pure genius. Great sound, and really good lyrics to go with it.
    dixyon July 26, 2007   Link

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