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In a railway room, it's suffice to say
that lunatics breed like ants
In a circus situation, they noisily station
in their state-issued shirts and pants
They come from a dead part of Eden
Such clowns, such serious fools
To be here in this ritualised bulletin
To sit here and sharpen their tools

They hang tea-bags from the ceilings
Chinese ornaments on the walls
Paint "Whites Only" signs, as a sign of the times
If you're black, you get kicked in the elbow
They sit midget-like, shivering in the corner
Their arms punctured with the past
But the dragon turns slowly to dust
For the future has already been cast
In a Railway Room

In a railway room, it's enough that there's purpose
in the colours that bounce off the walls
If you're careful sometimes, when the cuckoo-clock chimes
You can hear the waters that call
All the bottled-up junkies
The children of the passing moon
There's a song that they sing for the derelicts
Who find solace in a railway room
In a Railway Room

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from Waiting for the Heave, released February 14, 2021

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Syd Kitchen Durban, South Africa

Digital works from the archive of South African singer-songwriter and guitarist Syd Kitchen (1951-2011). Curated by Sharp-Flat Records.

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