All I could do stand and stare
As cold eternity hung in the country air
My words softly fading out
Sometime strange things can happen
Through endless rooms we walk
Masters of smallest talk
Just trying to find
Somewhere to lay down
Battered and thin on the street
The road of glory sure is hard upon the feet
Punch the code on the door
See your name on the floor
Meet your problems tomorrow
Through endless rooms we walk
Masters of smallest talk
Just trying to find
Somewhere to lay down
Each residence in decay
And it's dark through the shades
You could take them off
Inside
Through endless rooms we walk
Through endless rooms we walk
Through endless rooms we walk
Just trying to find
Somewhere to lay down
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