Torpus & The Art Directors - In Hushed Tones lyrics

Let's take the next slow train To my home, I need it again I've never been much of a city child She cries, my darling cries To show the weight of her burden But let's put that on a separate pile Everything's just rolling around It sometimes seems there's no need For any pa**ion or a destination You groan, I sigh and you moan But each seat is taken for our loathing And our devastation I need a change Still your bored and tired face is just enlightened by displays And I'm tired of being disgraced in hushed tones To rearrange What I've got and then restart, only following the heart And not a reason, not my mind, no rule of any kind Or the telephone I don't care about where I go To the clown, the lawyer or the country With a name that no one's ever heard Because after all, the sun is So I guess, the only one Who has ever seen the entire world I need a change Still your bored and tired face is just enlightened by displays And I'm tired of being disgraced in hushed tones To rearrange What I've got and then restart, only following the heart And not a reason, not my mind, no rule of any kind Or the telephone I need a change to rearrange Still your bored and tired face Is just enlightened by displays And I'm tired of being disgraced Or rearranged in hushed tones