"A 60 ton angel falls to the earth
A pile of old metal, a radiant blur
Scars in the country, the summer and her"
A pile of old metal, a radiant blur
Scars in the country, the summer and her"
"Always the summers are slipping away
Find me a way for making it stay"
/Porcupine Tree - trains
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