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I tumbled out of GatesheadIt was a lazy afternoonI put the pedal down for southboundBeneath an early rising moon And I ended up in DurhamStanding underneath the rainSometimes the whole world is a cityWhere no one knows your name There was a gypsy selling papersShe sounded like a mourning doveCalling soft and sad and quietOne part grief and one part love One part love It was a late night in NewcastleAnd I made myself a friendWe traded cab fare from the hotelAcross the Tyne and back again And we stood each other beersOut of the money from the showAnd we talked about the jobAnd indie bands and bars back home SongtexteAnd with the hotel windows openI slept and woke and slept againAnd I dreamed they burned a cityWith a suitcase and a grin And I stood in Durham CityBeneath the castle and the keepAnd heard a gypsy woman sellingLike one part love and one part grief And my dream came to me wakingOn the cobbles in the rainMaybe nothing is foreverNothing is in vain One part love Aus Songtexte Mania