Evening Train
Lucy Kruger & The Lost Boys
4:17I trace the figure of a girl I knew Allow my eyes to rest on something new A pocket full of night A dent marked out by time And her mind Having been unkind She lives outside of sleep Suspended between these sheets Her body can't contain The attempt to re-arrange The night from day Which part escapes Which part remains See I want you to feel safe But I don't know how to stay And not lose my way