Platform Moon

A light on a platform

Perfume of a secret

The sound of scissors

And a girl with a faint smile

Moaning like a brick wall

As she merges on the highway

Could she be a doctor

Or a light on a platform

Every day I start new

In the mask of the afternoon

My history forgotten

In the bottom of the ocean

In the light of the platform moon

I grew up by the highway

She grew up by the sea

She hears her name in the sound

Of the waves

But the ships hold a message

For me

I was born by the highway

She´s got sand in her hair

The lonely sounds of the traffic in

The night

Will never reach her there

Woke up on a black beach

With a face I didn´t recognize

My history forgotten

In the bottom of the ocean

Everyday I start new

Broken mast and abandoned crew

Her mystery is rotting

In the bottom of the ocean

In the light of the platform moon

I grew up by the highway

She grew up by the sea

She hears her name in the sound

Of the waves

But the ships hold a message

For me

I was born by the highway

She´s got sand in her hair

The lonely sounds of the traffic in

The night

Wïll never reach her there