Train of Thought - a-ha

Hey!

Hey!

He likes to have the morning paper’s crossword solved

Words go up, words come down

Forwards, backwards, twisted round

He doesn’t act that strangely now there’s people around

He’s looking at their faces

They won’t stick in his mind

Hoo-hoo-hoooo-hoo

He grabs a pile of letters from a small suitcase

Disappears into an office

It’s another working day

And his thoughts are full of strangers

Corridors of naked lights

And his mind once full of reason

Now there’s more than meets the eye

Now a stranger’s face he carries with him

Ooooh

He likes a bit of reading on the subway home

Yeah

A distant radio’s whistling tunes that nobody knows

He says «Hey… Won’t you hurry?

Hurry!»

A sudden interruption on his train of thought

This Monday is the Tuesday from the week before

He-he-he

Hoo-hoo-hoooo

Yeah

At home a house awaits him

He unlocks the door

Thinking «once there was a sea here

But there never was a door»

And his thoughts are full of strangers

And his eyes too numb to see

And nothing that he knows of

And nowhere where he’s been

Was never quite like this

Yeah!

And at heart, he’s full of strangers

Dodging on his train of thought

Train of thought

Train of thought

Train of thought

Train of thought

Train of thought