Paris Train

<br>Now your sitting on a Paris train laughing at your own jokes again<br>Sun splits the trees into beautiful broken light<br>Never cry more tears than you could hold in your hands<br>When all the world`s airbrushed it`s a sacred bond of trust<br>Sometimes, sometimes I see right through the scenery<br>The first place that`s on my mind the last place I find each time<br>Sometimes, I swim beyond the scenery<br>The last place that`s on my mind<br>The first place I find each time<br><br>Now I`m sitting on a Paris train molten ash falls like rain<br>Fire burns the trees it`s a beautiful fatality<br>Love the way you stand your ground sea moves as mercury<br>To break its perfect skin to dare to dive within<br><br>Sometimes, sometimes I see much more than is good for me<br>The first thing that`s on my mind the last place I`d look each time<br>Sometimes, I slip inside the imagery and<br>The last thing that`s on my mind`s<br>The first thing I`ll do each time<br><br>Stars racing to burn out<br>Just stars racing to burn out<br>A storm waiting to break<br>Like trees standing black against the sky<br>This was inevitable, inevitable<br>Sometimes, sometimes we can see beyond our history<br>The last place you hope to find the one that`s been there all the time<br>Sometimes, sometimes we can swim beyond the scenery<br>And the first place that`s on your mind<br>The first place you`d find each time