window seats on bullet trainssmear land into skyfear and sorrow coalescenow I m trying to find that quiet placewhere living is breathingnot knowing is understandingcoming is goingbut my heart just beats faster and fasterthey asked for me to comeand identify my sonbut my son is alivethe life that whispered in my earis gone gone gonewindow seatscommuter trainssend me headlongtrying to find that quiet placewhere living is breathingnot knowing is understandingcoming is goingbut my heart just beats faster and fasterthey asked for me to comeand identify my sonbut my son is alivein maharishi oblivionthe love that counted backfrom ten is gone gone gonefear and sorrow coalescenow I m trying to find that quiet placewhere living is breathingnot knowing is understandingcoming is goingbut my heart just beats fasterwhen I got down to the morguethey pulled back the slabit wasn t my sonI wasn t his dadthey covered him upI smiled I smiledthe past is cities from a trainnow I m trying to find that quiet placewhere living is breathingnot knowing is understandingcoming is goingbut my heart just beats faster

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