The Inequity все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Monday morning, the sun is still sleeping;
I’m sitting on a train that no one can see, far from home, riding to the unknown
My coffee’s cold and it reminds me the time’s running fast and who I used to be
I’m just another passenger in another seat

A young child’s sitting in front of me, I can read in his eyes, he doesn’t know where he is
His mother tries to hold him tight, the train goes fast and he’s already gone