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The Station

from Song Poem SHT (EP) by SHT Musik

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Based on the essay by Robert J. Hastings

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Deep down in our minds eye
We think we´re on a trip.
The train is speeding down the tracks.
The landscape flies by quick.
Children wave at crossings.
Cows graze on a hill.
Smoke pours out of the power plants,
Rows and rows of fields.

Flatlands change to valleys,
Hills to mountains tall.
City skyline in the distance,
Busy shopping malls.
First thing on all our minds,
Where we will end up.
Crowds will cheer when we arrive,
We´ll win the golden cup.

Don´t ask me who the whistle blows for,
It blows for you.
We´re speeding towards the station,
Our final rendezvous.
Don´t ask me who the whistle blows for,
It blows for you my friend.
We´re speeding towards the station
The station´s a dead end.
We´re speeding towards the station
The station´s a dead end.

Oh what fun we dream about,
As we pace the aisles.
Anticipation´s killing us,
Just one more blessed mile.
Someday I will get that girl,
I will own that car,
The kids will all finish school
Then I can retire.

So much easier said than done
But we must realize,
Our beloved station
Will never materialize
The station´s always just ahead,
Just around the bend.
The station is a dream that lives
Only in our heads.
It´s all in our heads oh....

It´s not the stuff of here and now that
Drives us all to drink.
It´s painful times of yesterday,
Frettin´ what tomorrow brings.
Try to cry a little less,
Laugh a little more.
Dance and play all that you can.
What you waitin´ for?

Don´t ask me who the whistle blows for,
It blows for you.
We´re speeding towards the station,
Our final rendezvous.
Don´t ask me who the whistle blows for,
It blows for you my friend.
We´re speeding towards the station
The station´s a dead end.
I know it´s easier said than done but
Try and comprehend,
The station´s a dead end.
It´s just around the bend.
The station´s a dead end.

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from Song Poem SHT (EP), released February 3, 2016

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SHT Musik Valencia, Spain

Like the Lettermen segment from whence comes the name of this project, these are my stupid human tricks. They are simple home recordings done almost always as a one-man band.
Mostly the songs are about the human condition, my personal trials and tribulations with inner demons and addictions, and anything else that I find interesting or amusing.
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