White
Room
5/4
maat (8 maten) 4/4 (1 maat)
In
the white room with black curtains near the station.
Black-roof
country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver
horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawn-light
smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll
wait in this place where the sun never shines: (Wah wah)
Wait
in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You
said no strings could secure you at the station. (wah licks)
Platform
ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I
walked into such a sad time at the station.
As
I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll
wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie
with you where the shadows run from themselves.
Intro:
5/4 (8 maten) 4/4 (1 maat)
At
the party she was kindness in the hard crowd.
Consolation
for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow
tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's
just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll
sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie
in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
Intro:
5/4 (8maten) 4/4 (2 maten) 2/4 (1maat)
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op couplet schema: Ad lib.
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