[Prozac]

I ride this train
In the windswept afternoon
And the sunlight warms the faces
Of the faithless who are waiting
I ride this train
But I need a conversation
Mozambique or was it Veronique?
How about you pick the subject
and I'll listen to you

People tell me that I feel too much
But I don't care, I don't care
People tell me that I need too much
But I don't care, no I don't care I ride this train
In a dreamlike state of mind
Through a field of frozen memories
imagination racing
I ride this train
But I need to make connections
No I wasn't staring, I was only trying
To get some substance, to get some meaning
People tell me that I feel too much
Oh no 'cause I don't care, no I just don't care anymore
As I ride this train