Alone on a train aimless in wonder An outdated map crumbled in my pocket But I didn't care where I was going 'Cause they're all different names for the same place. The coast disappeared when the sea drown the sun And I knew no words to share it with anyone The boundaries of language I quietly cursed And all the different names for the same thing. There are different names for the same things There are different names for the same things...
(Death Cab for Cutie, Different names for the same things)
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