River J. Hopkins"The train will be at the station soon.
Next stop, somewhere away from you.
Sorry I ever thought you were my dude,
I must've got your signals all confused."
Afterthought
Lyrics: When the sun comes up, I’m out of tune, Like an afterthought on a paper tomb. Where your soul used to sit, there’s an empty room; All the clocks tick down from red till doom. Snowstorm in th