[00:32.95]On a train, the landscape is a rush-a grey,[00:37.26]And tears are streaming down the window pain,[00:42.83]I contemplate nothing[00:50.59]Old man sits down and faces me,[00:54.45]He’s got a smile, I think it’s aimed at me,[01:00.12]He says “I know your problem,”[01:05.58]“If music’s for dancing,[01:09.51]And magic’s for the spellbound,[01:13.64]And love is for lovers,[01:17.65]What’s left for you?”[01:25.94]I ask “What the hell’s that supposed to mean?”[01:30.37]He says “Listen man, you’re the door now here’s the key,[01:35.84]Just open up and you’re free,”[01:43.64]“You wonder why you never understand,[01:47.99]And everybody seems to have their masterplans,[01:53.62]But you don’t know nothing”[01:59.10]“If music’s for dancing,[02:03.22]And magic’s for the spellbound,[02:07.37]And love is for lovers,[02:11.06]What’s left for you?”[03:17.44]But his words they seemed like mockery,[03:22.08]And nobody’s allowed to teach me,[03:27.47]nobody can teach me nothing.