I ride this train in the windswept afternoon and the sunlight warms the faces of the faithless who are waiting. I ride this train but I need a conversation Mozambique was it? They're unique about it You pick the subject and I'll listen to you. People tell me that I feel too much But I don't care,I don't care People tell me that I need too much But I don't care,I don't care I ride this train in a dreamlike state of mind through a field of frozen memories imagination racing. I ride this train but I need to make connections no I wasn't staring I was only trying to get some substance to get some meaning. Pleople tell me that I feel too much but I don't care,I don't care Pleople tell me that I need too much but I don't care,I don't care People tell me that I feel too much but I don't care,no I don't care As I ride this train. (repeat to fade)