On the sidelines that she rose
To the warrior
There was nothing more
Then a bloody score
It took some time to speak his word
To start anew
But it ended
Ended in two
Blood on his hands
As he rules the land
A wife with a broken heart
Down to the station
And the train departs
As she fades into the dark
Appointed the leader of the Union
Tamara's work all done
Victoria's grace all gone
Struggled through the social panels
A new face awakened
From the blonde-haired dream
A silhouette standing
In the nearing dark
Caught a wearied man's eye
Down at the station
Where the two lives part
Are now standing in the dark
In the car
He traveled distant to a land afar
From the city
To the country
And Tamara is long away
And the scars of the warrior have mended
And the love for the memory lives on
Blake Gorman - The Station Lyrics
Blake Gorman - The Station Lyrics
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On the sidelines that she rose
To the warrior
There was nothing more
Then a bloody score
It took some time to speak his word
To start anew
But it ended
Ended in two
Blood on his hands
As he rules the land
A wife with a broken heart
Down to the station
And the train departs
As she fades into the dark
Appointed the leader of the Union
Tamara's work all done
Victoria's grace all gone
Struggled through the social panels
A new face awakened
From the blonde-haired dream
A silhouette standing
In the nearing dark
Caught a wearied man's eye
Down at the station
Where the two lives part
Are now standing in the dark
In the car
He traveled distant to a land afar
From the city
To the country
And Tamara is long away
And the scars of the warrior have mended
And the love for the memory lives on
To the warrior
There was nothing more
Then a bloody score
It took some time to speak his word
To start anew
But it ended
Ended in two
Blood on his hands
As he rules the land
A wife with a broken heart
Down to the station
And the train departs
As she fades into the dark
Appointed the leader of the Union
Tamara's work all done
Victoria's grace all gone
Struggled through the social panels
A new face awakened
From the blonde-haired dream
A silhouette standing
In the nearing dark
Caught a wearied man's eye
Down at the station
Where the two lives part
Are now standing in the dark
In the car
He traveled distant to a land afar
From the city
To the country
And Tamara is long away
And the scars of the warrior have mended
And the love for the memory lives on
Writer: Blake Gorman
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