Paris Train - Beth Orton



Now you're sitting on a Paris train

Laughin' at your own jokes again

Sun splits the trees into beautiful broken light

Never cry more tears than you could hold in your hands

When all the world's airbrushed

It's a sacred bond of trust



Sometimes

Sometimes

I see right through the scenery

The first place that's on my mind

The last place I find each time



Sometimes

I swim beyond the scenery

The last place that's on my mind

The first place I find each time



Now I'm sitting on a Paris train

Molten ash falls like rain

Fire burns the trees

It's a beautiful fatality

I love the way you stand your ground

Sea moves as mercury

To break its perfect skin

To dare to die from within



Sometimes

Sometimes

I see much more than's good for me

The first thing that's on my mind

The last place I look each time



Sometimes

I slip inside imagery

And the last thing that's on my mind's

The first thing I'll do each time

Each time

Each time



Stars racing to burn out

Just stars racing to burn out

A storm beginning to break

Trees standing black against the sky

This was inevitable

This was inevitable



Sometimes

Sometimes

We can see beyond our history

The last place you hope to find

The one that's been there all the time



Sometimes

Sometimes

We can swim beyond the scenery

The first place that's on your mind

The first place you'd find each time

Each time

Each time

Each time

Each time



Stars racing to burn out

The storm beginning to break

This was inevitable

This was inevitable

Inevitable



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