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Far Away Trains Passing By (Bonus CD), Ulrich Schnauss
Far Away Trains Passing By (Bonus CD)
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Release date:

2005

 
Duration: 39:33  
Size, Mb: 72,49  
Bitrate:

256

 
Price for album: ˆ0.48 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Sunday Evening In Your Street Lyrics 06:45 256 12,36 ˆ0.10
2
Suddenly The Trees Are Giving Away Lyrics 06:22 256 11,68 ˆ0.10
3
Nothing Happens In June Lyrics 06:17 256 11,51 ˆ0.10
4
As If You've Never Been Away Lyrics 07:00 256 12,83 ˆ0.10
5
Crazy For You Lyrics 06:32 256 11,97 ˆ0.10
6
Wherever You Are Lyrics
Late at night you find yourself considering what was said
As you replay conversations and wish that you were dead
You wonder how anyone could ever like someone so bad
In spite of all your good fortune you wind up feeling sad

I miss you
I miss you

I will not forget who bought me my guitars
When people change your life you remember who they are
I’m not saying you were perfect, no one really is
But perfection’s in perception and it’s what you make of it

I miss you man
I miss you man
And there’s no regrets, It’s only that I miss you

What does it matter anyway if we’re all gonna die?
If the only things you take away are the things you kept inside
You can bet my point of view and my sense that I was right
Will be nowhere to be found at the end of the night

A substitute profession would never really do
I find myself wishing that I was more like you
In spite of my successes, however small they’ve been
My tongue sometimes betrays me and my ancestry again

I miss you man
I miss you man
And there’s no regrets, and it’s only that I miss you
06:37 256 12,14 ˆ0.10