Lyrics: BAGMAN
Music: BAGMAN
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Southbound rain on the window
Lines the glass like tired hands
I am leaving from Victoria
With your voice in contraband
Every station says another
Kind of distance, kind of end
But the seat beside me stays warm
Like it wants to play pretend
I bought coffee I cannot drink
I changed my mind in Clapham twice
There are fields beyond the city
And they do not know your eyes
Southbound rain, do not clear yet
Let the world stay blurred and grey
If I see the road too clearly
I might know I drove away
Southbound rain, keep on falling
Make a chapel of the train
I am not brave, I am only moving
With my heartbreak in my name
There are couples with their luggage
There are children counting sheep
There is me with both hands empty
And a promise I could not keep
You said go if you are going
Do not haunt me from the door
So I packed a shirt, a charger
And the life I wanted more
But the miles are not forgiveness
They are numbers on a screen
I can cross the county border
Still wake up inside the dream
Southbound rain, do not clear yet
Let the world stay blurred and grey
If I see the road too clearly
I might know I drove away
Southbound rain, keep on falling
Tell the coastline not to shine
I am leaving what I loved most
And pretending it is mine