Ding Ding Ding…
Trains come by, trains move on.
Mine stuck in here, waiting for my coalman filling up my journey.
Station27 supposes to be full of commitment and full of turning trajectory.
But me, standing in here starring at your excitement, feeling my own blue still.
Still, yes, still in silence waiting for my coalman’s awake.
Its what the old saying all about, Nothing cost nothing.
All of my joy and long forgotten laughters cost this hold up.
Tell me, tell me what is the cost of another ride on?
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