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Between the telephone And the remote control There's a void that suits you, Suits you fine You go to sleep 'cause there's no place else to go But you're wrong No touch that light It's all over I'm out Silver led waters Moonlit backyards and fences Softer scents? Ten times sharper senses Poles and powerlines warning signs Everything as quiet As you want it to be The sound of a train passing by it Moves me, i used to wonder why It moves me, i used to wonder why I miss the magic sunday rides To the places we would hide Cotton, sunshine