Alone on a train aimless in wonder An outdated map crumbled in my pocket But I didn't care where I was going 'Cause they're all different names for the same place.
The coast disappeared when the sea drown the sun And I knew no words to share it with anyone The boundaries of language I quietly cursed And all the different names for the same thing.
There are different names for the same things There are different names for the same things...