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Are the words by an old photograph 'Rustic old doors made by a million years' Waiting for the train around sunset Find a frenzy like no one cares Waiting for a plan to fall Satellite voice gets lost and bounces away to the moon Be there soon on the L train to Williamsburg Waiting for a plan to fall Satellite voice gets lost and bounces away to the moon Be there soon on the L train to Williamsburg Passing by an old guitar factory Walking shelves of dreams to refer Realize, though see trains see unfamiliar The working class on time Everyone speaks their own movie Making dialog in designer pints Take to the forgotten places For the real world contract, a year of surprise Waiting for a plan to fall Satellite voice gets lost and bounces away to the moon Be there soon on the L train to Williamsburg Waiting for a plan to fall Satellite voice gets lost and bounces away to the moon Be there soon on the L train to Williamsburg Aus Songtexte Mania