PUBLISHED: Dec 18, 2011
DESCRIPTION:
I'M COUNTING THE DAYS, BUT I THINK I SHOULDN'T MIND, I GET SO BORED, NOW THE FUTURE'S DEFINED I'M COUNTING THE DAYS, UNDER A PALE CANDLE LIGHT. IS IT FADING OUT? AM I LOSING MY SIGHT? I'M ON A TRAIN, THE NOISE FROM THE MACHINES IS MY ONLY MUSIC. ON A RAILWAY, 300 MILES AN HOUR AND I'M GOING NOWHERE. COLORS THEY CHANGE, SEASONS CHANGE OUTSIDE. NUMBERS