Ridin' a train right into nowhere
nothing left except my soul.
My soul?
It's lying naked on the ground.
Just being tired of what I am,
what I have to be.
But now I 'm breaking away.
Hiding from the day,
I flee into the dark night.
This is not normal?
What is normal?
This blonde girl I see,
is she normal?
I don't know.
Maybe she leaves the train earlier.
Maybe she smiles at me when I 'm fading,
maybe not.
By the way...
are you NORMAL?
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Published on e-Stories.org on 06/02/2005.
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