At the train station waiting for my ride There's a man, standing, eyes completely white
Staring at me, just staring at me
When my train arrived He followed me inside The smell of cigarettes and something that has died Sat right beside me (I didn't say a word) Right beside me
He turned his head, then he said I brought a message from the dead From his mouth, open wide Came the sound of flies
Screaming like a thousand cries Watching with a thousand eyes Pounding wings that haunt my dreams Swarming with the sound of flies
At my destination I felt relief in sight As I stood to leave I turned to say good-bye Nobody was there Nobody was there But I can't forget that stare Was anyone there?
Screaming like a thousand cries Watching with a thousand eyes Pounding wings that haunt my dreams Swarming with the sound of fliesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
