Chuck Ragan – Rotterdam (Guitar)

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Took a walk in Rotterdam, thinking about her train

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All along the banks of memory, holding tide away

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And on the end of every corner I could almost hear her sound

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Time went by in ecstasy, walking next to walls

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And the color of the water, was the rails that she was on

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And when the whistles blew far away, I felt she knew somehow

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For the train often rattles, from the rails shaking ground

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I close my eyes and almost hear her now

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Took a walk in Rotterdam, dodging spoke and wheel

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And a few unnerving riders, agile or insane

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And the rest, victims of fashion, lord we're all to blame

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Found myself a bar stool, and something on the rocks

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I was dreaming I could ride the sun, westward as it dropped

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And find her at the station, gracefully rolling to a stop

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For the train often rattles, from the rails shaking ground

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I close my eyes and see her westward bound

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Well I'll keep that mind a wandering, of love on the rails

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Slow rolling days, steel pushing home

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Mile over miles gone in the blink of an eye

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For the train often rattles, from the rails shaking ground

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I close my eyes and see her westward bound