Blurry

Blurry like a railroad journey

You get down so

You need the music that enrings

You got someone in your hand

Another in your mistiness

And several in your open arms

Sometime sometime

Maybe you'll pin nothing else on me

I get down sometimes

And i am perforated plenty

It`s you on the train

You don't know where you're heading to

Or even where you started out from

No-one ever talks to me like you do

I don't like what you say

But at least it`s true