Hang on the telephone wires
That follow me through the land
The rails I recognise in my hands
I draw black dots in my palms
Give them names
I discover a brand new world
But no matter how far I go, no matter
I still catch myself
In me I can invent a new landscape
I've got trains advancing through my veins
I build stations and playgrounds for my mind to wander out
The nicotine and games I can invent all over again
´Cos no matter how far I go, no matter
I still catch myself
´Cos I´m tired of looking out
So I´ll hide in my world
All soft with words
Frontiers lost
In my thoughts, in my eyes
In the touch I´ll never have
´Cos no matter how far I go, no matter
I still catch myself
No matter where I go I catch myself
That follow me through the land
The rails I recognise in my hands
I draw black dots in my palms
Give them names
I discover a brand new world
But no matter how far I go, no matter
I still catch myself
I've got trains advancing through my veins
I build stations and playgrounds for my mind to wander out
The nicotine and games I can invent all over again
´Cos no matter how far I go, no matter
I still catch myself
So I´ll hide in my world
All soft with words
Frontiers lost
In my thoughts, in my eyes
In the touch I´ll never have
´Cos no matter how far I go, no matter
I still catch myself
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