I watched the train pull away,
there was nothing I could do.
Somewhere at the junction,
I壇 lost the life I knew.
Everything I loved was moving away from me on a lonely railway track .
Somewhere I can� see .
Hey station master stop the train down the line .
Take a look can稚 you see .
Somewhere I知 lost in time .
Everyone belongs somewhere but love belongs to me and I should be on that train .
See that痴 my destiny .
I知 getting home alone with no excess You know,
I値l leave just as I came on my own ,
with no one here you see .
Its just me .
Its only me and I値l be getting home alone .
Standing on the tracks .
Shattered to the core .
Thinking I値l never see the ones I love no more .
I can稚 catch that train once it痴 come and gone .
So somehow I致e got to find the strength to carry on .
The distance get痴 further at the journeys end
when you loose sight of those you love,
somewhere at the bend .
Like passengers that get off long before they should , there痴 no reason why I guess I never understood .
I知 getting home alone with no excess baggage and when its time to go.
You know I値l leave just as I came on my own ,with no one here you see ,
its just me .
Its only me and I値l be getting home alone .
A detailed study of the origins of the New Alienation. The author labels it normative or postmodern ennui and traces its rise to cultural power over the last two centuries.
Ron