Marlango Trains
Hang to 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 and discover
A brand new world
But no matter where I go no matter
I still catch myself
In me I can´t invent a new landscape
I have trains advancing through my veins
I build stations and playgrounds for my mind to wader
around
The nicotine and games I can´t invent all over again
But no matter where 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 things, in my eyes
In the touch I´ll never find
´Cos no matter where I go no matter
´Cos I reach myself
But no matter where I go no matter
I still catch myself
´Cos I´m inside out
Tripping over my voice
Lost in my noise
Tangled in my hair
But no matter
I still find myself
