| Your head against my shoulder
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| You’ve fallen asleep again
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| Beside me on this dream train
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| They call the Shinkansen
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| Tokyo to Nagoya
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| Nagoya to Berlin
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| Sometime I feel I lose track
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| Of just which hemisphere we’re in
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| And this town outside the window
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| Looks like the one that we just passed
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| They call this the bullet train
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| But it feels like we’re not moving
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| Though I know we must be moving
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| Yes, I know we must be moving, know we must be moving, know we must be moving
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| pretty fast
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| That steward with his trolley
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| Now going down the aisle
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| He was a schoolfriend from my hometown
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| I was in love with for a awhile
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| I thought I heard some talk
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| He settled in New York
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| Became some kind of Wall Street super-lawyer
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| So why’s he looking so relaxed
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| Serving beverages and snacks
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| On this train from Tokyo to Nagoya?
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| And why’s it taking so long
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| For the night to fall?
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| They call this the bullet train
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| But it feels like we’re not moving
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| Tell me, are we really moving?
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| 'Cause it feels like we’re not moving, feels like we’re not moving,
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| feels like we’re not moving at all
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| The man there on the platform
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| In the town we just came through
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| He looked exactly like the teacher
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| From way back in senior school
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| Everybody loved him
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| A gentle, inspiring man
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| So what’s he doing out here
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| In Nowheresville, Japan?
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| There’s so much empty land
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| After all that urban sprawl
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| They call this the bullet train
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| But it feels like we’re not moving
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| It still feels like we’re moving
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| Yes, it feels like we’re not moving, feels like we’re not moving,
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| feels like we’re not moving at all
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| Your head upon my shoulder
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| You’re fast sleep again
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| Beside me on this dream train
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| Called the Shinkansen
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| Tokyo to Nagoya
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| Nagoya to Berlin
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| Sometimes I’ve no idea of where I am
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| Or where I’ve been
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| We’re so lucky to have found each other
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| In this world of steel and glass
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| They call this the bullet train
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| But it feels like we’re not moving
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| Tough I know we must be moving
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| Yes, I know in truth we’re moving, know in truth we’re moving, know in truth
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| we’re moving way too fast
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| I’m so glad you’re here beside me
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| On this bullet train
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| Dreaming on my shoulder
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| Let me hold you closer
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| On this bullet train
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| As the night grows colder
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| We’re headed to the future
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| On this bullet train
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| But are we growing older?
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| On the bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On this bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On this bullet train
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| On the bullet train
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| On the bullet train… |