Sitting in the shadows and the evening oscillating

Feeling light and feeling like it's a-gonna change

Hoping for a moment for some gentle consolation

Waiting at the station where the treats are out of range



She's sitting in a carriage being jostled by the motion

Overhearing conversation, the grinding of the steel

Scenes fly past the curtains that the darkness paints uncertain

And memories are meaningless, her motives are concealed



Through countrysides and mountains and the village by the ocean

Where the stranger's waiting for her in the plushness of his car

Winding and rewinding, pushing all directions

Till the limit of implosions, which is never very far



All I ever wanted to see

Was just invisible to me



Out there in the distance the horizon meets resistance

The summer falls down drunken on the longest of the days

Rushing past the ruins of the churches and the Porsches

Reflected in the mirrors and the echoes in the haze



He drums impatient fingers on the chrome and on the leather

Running through the reasons in the corners of his mind

Sifting tiny diamonds on his shaky mental islands

Where he often claims asylum from the structures left behind



The wind blows through the headstones and the milestonesmaelstrom's [2:55] making music

The melody reminds us the girl's still far away

Asleep in her compartment, dreaming of the darkness

As the train speeds on the darkness to the approaching day



All I ever wanted to see

Was just invisible to me