Oliver Oat - Winterwind lyrics

in november I got cold inside so I went to the forgotten part of Amsterdam where the light still shined like magic and the city was electric this building I pa** frequently asked me softly to come in and it promised me something magic I was in this ancient railway station... fantastic the winter wind blew memories though the cracks in those forgotten walls and memories were cold like the winter, like the wind ...like me the moss grew over railway tracks the gla** was broken and the trains were gray with dust I saw everything worked like magic and it's desolation was strange and tragic on the signs above the platforms I saw names that I have never heard before but they all sounded... magic I hung out of this dark green locomotive and I felt... the winter wind blew memories of a far far forgotten land and memories were cold like the winter, like the wind ...like me