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seven o'clock in the morning
I'm riding the overnight train
I got ten tons of luggagebut I left it behind when I came
I look at my watchit says september seventeenwe're riding through some placewhere I've never beenand I'm waving through the windowas we gosomebody sayswhat are you waving at?but what do I have to lose?- somebody might wave backseven o'clock in the morning
I'm carrying bags under my eyesbeen awake all nightcounting the hours to sunrisedrawing patterns on a table top
I lift my gazemy mouth just dropsthere's someone wavingin the window at meand I say Hey therewhat you wavin'at?when he sayswell what do I have to lose?- somebody might wave back
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